We Don't Know Anything

Manti Te'o (SI photo)

This is the age of instant analysis, snap judgments, and speaking before thinking. Manti Te'o's fictional girlfriend-who-died-of-leukemia is one of those juicy stories that deserves but won't get silent circumspection.

There is no urgency to solve this mystery. There is no apparent crime involved, nor does "justice need to be served."

We're eager to explain nearly every situation through a moral prism, but our judgment is paralyzed over the uncertainty about whether Manti Te'o is victim or hoaxer. We would do well to acknowledge that we're in the same spot as Sports Illustrated writer Michael Rosenberg: "I don't know anything."

Let's not waste any more brain cells on the saga of Manti and Lennay. Wake me when there's some new, solid information, not speculation.