People who have had the two halves of their brains severed as a treatment for epilepsy, provide strong evidence that we may just as well enjoy what we enjoy.
In experiments where only one eye sees questions, the other half of the brain makes up stories of why the one hand passed an object to the other.
That tickles me: This evidence shows that some things we just like because we like it. All the words and justifications we make up exists only for logical coherence.
We enjoy what we enjoy with illogical incoherence.