Evidence
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es, Sir, we have a very nice,
quiet cottage for you and your wife,” said
the landlord to the young couple.
“Oh, we’re not
married,” replied the man. “This is just my girlfriend.”
“Oh, just a
couple of new romantics, eh?”
“Actually, not.
We’ve been together for six years.”
“Six years? Why
in the world haven’t you gotten married?” The landlord was taken aback.
“What for?”
asked the young man. “A marriage certificate
is only a piece of paper. It’s meaningless.”
“I see. Well,
here’s your room key.”
“Thanks. And
here are the keys for the valet parking.”
“Well, thanks
for the car.” The landlord began to strut toward the couple’s car and toss the
keys as if he thought he owned it.
“What are you
talking about? I gave you the keys so you can park it for me. Hey, where are
you going?”
“It’s my car.
You just gave it to me.”
“No, I didn’t.
And if you don’t get out of my car, I’ll call the police.”
“So? I’ll tell
them you gave it to me and they’ll take my word against yours. I’ve known many
of the officers on the force for years.”
“But I have the
pink slip,” objected the young man, clearly growing upset.
“The pink slip?
That’s only a piece of paper—which is, as you say, meaningless. And don’t tell
me you have the registration, too. That’s just more meaningless paper. See you.”
“Where are you
going?”
“To my new home
at 214 Willow Street.”
“No, you’re
not. That’s my house.”
“Says you. But
they say possession is nine tenths of the law. And I will soon be in
possession.”
“But I have—.”
“And you might
guess that I don’t care if you have a grant deed. That’s only piece of paper,
too.”
“If you try to
take my car and my house, I’ll sue—.”
“That would be
great. Then you can testify as a witness for my side, affirming your recently
spoken belief that the documents you are now referring to are only meaningless pieces
of paper.”
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X The value of many things
lies in the meaning we have ascribed to them, not in their physical existence.
X Someone who pays $57
million for a three hundred-year-old painting is not buying merely a few ounces of oil
paint on a canvas.
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Questions
for Thought and Discussion
1. This story is obviously a fairy tale that
would never happen. So what is its purpose?
2. Why do each of the pieces of paper exist?
Are they necessary?
3. Can you think of other “meaningless”
pieces of paper in common use today? What purpose do they serve?
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