Now don’t get angry with me just because I’m about to tell you the truth. I know, I know, the truth hurts, but sometimes we have to face it. Now I am just going to be honest with you, and if the truth hurts, remember I’m just the messenger.
This truth business all came about because a friend, well OK, an acquaintance really, had just returned from D.C. and was rhapsodize about all the monuments and I thought, “Yeah, that’s a city of nothing but liars and monuments and all the monuments are to liars.”
I realize that may not be a very nice thing to say, so I’ll mitigate it somewhat by saying there may be a monument to someone other than a liar like the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier and some of those little monuments in Arlington.
Aside from that slight possibility; in all likelihood the greater the liar, the larger the monument, because almost every monument is to a “gone from here” politician and everyone knows there is not a more accomplished liar than a politician.
Hey, don’t get mad at me, I’m just telling you the truth, and the truth is we are all liars, we just aren’t as good as deceiving large numbers of people as politicians are.
Oh, come on, face the truth, we are all liars. We lie to our children about Santa Clause. We lie to our spouse about where we were last night. We lie about our accomplishments. We lie about how much money we made on a deal and on the other hand we lie about how poor we are so we can get help. We lie to make our selves feel better, and we even lie to make others feel better.
How many times have you told a host that you had a wonderful evening when it was boring as hell and the food was crapola? The only good thing about the evening as far as you were concerned was the wine you bought and you wished you’d brought more bottles just to numb your senses as to how boring the evening was.
Of course maybe it’s a good thing you didn’t bring more bottles of wine because then when you were stopped for speeding on you way home to watch some TV show of nothing but plausible lies, the cop would not tag you for DUI and when you told him, lying to make it worse, just how terrible the evening was he would sympathetically let you off with just a warning.
Moral of this post is: since we all lie anyway, keep your lies simple and easy to remember so you can repeat them correctly if necessary. And remember; if you are a writer keep the lying plausible. Plausible, plausible, keep it so plausible that the reader cannot imagine it happening any other way than as you wrote it.
Well, now that you’ve heard my rant about lying go read a good book. Second Wind Publishing has all kinds of good books, just for you, and that ain’t a lie.
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