If your name is Scott, today you are probably thinking about mysteries like why people believe in their particular gods. As examples, here is one Scott and here is another.
There seems to be a high correlation between being named Scott and understanding just how diabolically easy it is to lend your average believer enough rope to tie themselves up in knots as they try to prove the obviousness of their rightness logically. "See, there's all this driftwood, see? etc." Or, as the nice man I saw on TV once with the crewcut, polyster jacket and bow-tie said, holding up his cheap digital watch, "I don't have to know how to make the watch myself or even understand how it works to be able to infer that someone made this watch, that there was a designer behind it." Quod erat demonstrandum.