Whether sincere or feigned, it is considered an indisputable symptom of our supreme judgment, that of taste! There is good and bad, lands of confrontation and sharp boundaries between classes, educations and cultures. To define oneself solely by the overvalued "feeling" to the detriment of reflection is not a proof of intelligence. And even if intelligence of the heart exists, it is rare that it knows how to associate equally with its cerebral counterpart. Can one go without the other?