Our opinions can be described as our "spiritual bodies." Our physical body is bone, muscle, organs, skin. Our spiritual or mental body is whatever line of BS we currently IDENTIFY with.

All too rarely are we original. Most are content with picking a team. As if they we flipping through channels and catch basketball game or boxing match. Watch for a moment and decide to side with. Just so, the young reader of philospohy has quite the menu to choose from. Which foolosopher shall he take as his model? Of course the good son kills his father in the end. But in the meantime, one must learn. ("All are born fools. Most remain so.")

When it comes to our mental-spiritual bodies, we often trade out parts. We might as well be working on a car. Some opinions rust, smoke, rattle, fail altogether. We continue to shop around, attracted and repulsed by the spiritual bodies of others (their opinions.) Those we like, we assimilate. It's as if we accept a little of their viral-like RNA into our neo-cortex. We wire up the newly copied opinion to the other long-ago copied opinions.

Our network of BS grows. Slowly we can cook up fusions of our influences that almost sound original and significant.