Young people in general sense the difference between the real and the phony. They don’t know it – when they begin to know that difference, and to try to articulate it, then they are adults and subject to all the pains and fallibilities of that state. They can be misled by fools or madmen, but they sense the preacher who doesn’t feel a word of his sermon, the mountebank who is putting them on, the society that does not believe itself. They rarely take a phony of any sort to their hearts.