There must be a few fakers (more than a few, if you ask me). For example, in GCSE English, which I loathed because of this reason, there wasn't a person in the room, except me, who would openly speak a word against the validity of what our teachers were saying about the hidden metaphors, and the bounciness of the iambic whatever'admittedly some thought had been put into the metaphoric meaning of the poems we were studying, but really what are the chances of every single person in the class getting every answer to every hidden-poem-meaning-related question correct? But that's what happened, because it doesn't matter one bit what you say about a poem, it's always right because what you say is, 'Well, it means different things to different people' and that's it, you've done it, now you've brought belief into it and no one likes to question a person's beliefs, hence any word you speak is true. I know the odds are stacked against me on this subject, and I do babble on and on about things (sorry), but I can't stop believing I'm right until I'm proved wrong, and the sooner the better, because I have driven people mad over this!