What is truth? How visible must the boundary be between facts and the interference of the mind? Does it matter? Whatever the synopsis of Yann Martel's novel Life of Pi is on the back of the book, the story therein focuses not on God, but rather on the author's theory of the irrelevance of reality, if anyone comes up with a more interesting story. Simply put, everything is just a story, as simple as that. And if it's well made, then it should be preferable to the real thing. This is why Martel leaves us not believing in any kind of deity, but instead suggests that people should embrace religion or any fiction just because they are so colorful and enriching, regardless of their relation to scientific knowledge. Who would want to listen to “dry, unleavened factuality” if it doesn't suit intimate fireside chats (Martel 302)? Well, I would, as would anyone reasonable and mature enough to face life as it is and not hide under a warm fuzzy blanket of pathetic lies. Truth is truth and it matters. The author's lack of understanding of such a simple fact is the reason for both his ignorance and my frustration. What he thought was a clever twist actually made me groan and throw his book at the wall, because it turned out I'd invested my free time in reading 292 pages of something Pi had actually made up for the good of sanity. Did I gain nothing from his hallucinations? Absolutely: I was almost crying at Richard Parker's desperate struggle to survive and his reconciliation with this little boy, blind and hungry like him. But when Martel takes the Bengal tiger away, what am I left with? A little liar, who is definitely not as attractive as all the animals mentioned, including… half of the paper… abruptly interrupts: “Oh, yes, anyway, it was all fake. The hyena is the cook, the orangutan is Pi's mother, the zebra is the happy Buddhist, and Richard Parker is Pi himself. So, which story do you like best?" Should we stick to the magical tale, even if it's a giant lie? Should we opt for a more boring and simple story, which actually follows the rules of reality? Ending on such a cowardly note, Martel he doesn't notice that his Pi is more immobile than any agnostic, as we are stuck knowing nothing of the ending and wondering about the overall purpose of the novel. At least, agnostics recognize that they don't have all the answers and leave their minds open to anything This is much more honest than being lazy and saying we should look for “the best story,” since there is no difference anyway. Because there is: Martel's is not a good story.