I had been drifting off, trying to think about, or at least picture, something other than what was going on in front of me. The smell was awful and the sound from the saw was nearly as bad. I was thinking about what kind of cereal I was going to have for breakfast the next day; Frosted Wheat? Fruity Pebbles? Honeycomb? Grape Nuts? When he suddenly turned around and spoke to me, asking my opinion about his procedure it broke me out of my breakfast cereal reverie and brought me back to the stark reality of the drab laboratory.
"My opinion doesn't matter." It was all I could come up with on such short notice.
"Yes it does! Everyone's opinion matters! Your opinion is just as good as anyone else's."
"I disagree bud. I have some strong opinions about a lot of different things but I know nothing about brain jobs."
"Well, I think everyone's opinion matters. We are all human beings with feelings and so we all matter."
The opinions of the ignorant and uninformed aren't only worthless