Theory

Why does no one believe me?

The Tale of Genji was written in 1783 by a group of highly educated but debaucherous monks over the course of four summers. Everyone says the novel was written in the 11th century. But that's part of the novel, as it were - it's fiction. The non-fiction part is the debaucherous monks, but they did everything they could to mask their identity. Good job, sirs. And if I may add, there were two female writers among them. They did not pour tea.

Lady Murasaki, the purple one, is a dead person. As soon as one is dead, one becomes a fictitious character. Is this not true?

However, Mr. Goode, the 3rd grade teacher, says, "Don't make things up."

But, oh, isn't it almost better to make things up than to get the facts wrong? How accurate can you be when you are talking about someone who lived in the 11th century?

Not very.

Please, don't be fooled. It's better to fool than to be fooled. Fiction is an antidote to all the trickery-mockery in the world.

Don't you know?

The final word Michael Jackson uttered was: "Joker."

How do you know? No, no!