
Avenging Janie resulted from the many
discussions I have had with students over the
years about why people believe the things they
believe, especially psychic claims.
So often they would comment: "They'd have to
be stupid to believe that!" I don't agree. I
think people will often believe a claim which
seems ridiculous to others because they have a very real
need. So I accepted their challenge to prove
my point. I believe fiction is the best way to do this.
But then, as Marie, my narrator, would respond:
"People believe what they want to believe,
don't they?"
I worry how little our society allows
us to talk about our beliefs, especially
when they are in a state of flux. If Janie had been able
to express her doubts openly with her family and friends,
would she still be alive?
I worry also about the nature of truth.
I confess now to telling small lies when I want
to avoid hurting someone. I believe they are
harmless, or that's how I justify my lies.
Should Janie have been told the truth
about the Movement when it was offering her
so much comfort? When? By whom?
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