Expert
“I am the Expert!” proclaimed the false expert. “I know everything on this subject, have no doubt of that. Well, it will be even better if you don’t doubt my words at all, for it won’t lead to anything good anyway. Is everything clear to everyone?”
“Expert, expert! You know everything, we believe you!” cried the Crowd. “Here’s your medal!”
“I thank you, Crowd,” false expert smiled indulgently. “Hang it up on my neck, quicker. Wow, how heavy is that one! Yes, truly hard is the way of a true Expert.”
“Tell us of what you have learned about, oh Expert,” insisted the Crowd. “I too desire to become an Expert like you.”
“I guess that will hardly happen!” false Expert spat his words out. “Only singles are capable to become Experts, and you are more like a set. Your role is only to listen to such Experts as I am, award them with medals, honor, and respect.”
“I am ready to listen to your words, Expert, I am all ears! Tell me what my own opinion is, I am simply obliged to have it! In our hard times, everyone must have his own opinion, even crowds…”
“All right,” false Expert grinned, “then stay right here and listen! I learned all the truth about N, that’s a pure truth! Well, maybe not totally all and not so much of the truth, but, because I am an Expert, and you are some pitiful insignificant crowd, you will take it all for granted anyway.”
“That’s your truth!” the Crowd burst out in exclamations. “Take us with naked words, relieve us from torments of reason and self-learning, take away our freedom to be Men!”
“Your truth is a falsehood, my truth is a true truth!” false Expert shouted. “For many years I have been studying this difficult subject, so I won’t bother you, my poor Crowd, with all really magnificent and harmonious logic of calculations and arguments, all magic elegance of the intellectual analysis and all creative component of this creativity…”
“You speak to difficult for us to understand, oh Expert. Be simpler, and our sets will run forward to you!” answered the Crowd.
“And here is the conclusion to which I have come…” and False Expert made an effective pause.
“What is that?! Don’t weary us already!”
“All of you are living in illusion! This is a fog, a delusion, a dream!”
“And what about you?!” the crowd was stunned.
“I am too,” false Expert noticed hypocritically. “But I am an expert for a reason, to give you the right direction of thinking, to train you the basics, so that possibly one day one from your ranks can become a real Expert…”
“We understand nothing! Speak even simpler!”
“You are all total fools!” false Expert screamed. “Do you understand me now?!”
“Yes, yes!” the Crowd burst out in joyful cries. “We agree, we always agree with everything! You are the Expert, you are right! Your opinion is a truth!”
“A medal for my neck!” false Expert lifted up his head proudly. “And let it be even heavier!”
“Already carrying!” someone said from the Crowd.
“So, how is my opinion to you?” questioned the expert.
“Due to the absence of another, we will be sufficed with what is given to us. After all, we still haven’t managed to think ourselves!”
“To your big regret and my greatest pleasure,” false Expert noted. “But such is the nature of crowds… for the crowd to transform into individuals it must cease to be a crowd, having marched to self-knowledge in face of its certain representatives, which would lead to a structural change of goal-forming component and vector of movements of crowds. An obvious contradiction can be seen here, from which a clear solution can be resolved…”
“You are speaking too difficult again! Better tell us something about the weather!”
“So what, do news of culture and sports interest you no longer?” false Expert raised his eyebrows. “So many glamorous events occurred there recently…”
“News! Weather! Give us!” rumble was carried between persons in a set.
“Well, all right, all right!” and false Expert smiled mischievously. “Now it’s other Experts turn!”