While I’ve always had a thirst for knowledge, there a least five types of things I just wouldn’t want to know. Here they are:
1) When and how I am going to die. If I knew that information, I would be so fixated on it that I wouldn’t be able to concentrate on anything else. I wouldn’t be able to function normally.
2) When the end of the world was coming. Ditto my rationale in item 1.
3) News about another person’s good fortune in an area in which I have never had any luck. I know what the Bible says about rejoicing with those who rejoice, but I’d rather not know about something that might cause me to be jealous, envious, or resentful of another person.
4) The identity of someone receiving an organ transplant that was harvested from a dead relative’s body. A lot of people would want to know this, but not me. I couldn’t bear the thought of seeing a stranger walking around alive thanks in part to the fact that someone dear to me died.
5) My shortcomings. Of course, most of my flaws are obvious to me and everyone who’s been around me for very long. I’m talking about the ones that are less obvious. I’d rather not have them made known to me. Chances are, they would be things that I would either be unable or unwilling to do anything about, so telling me about them would do nothing more than harm my ego.