Why Lie???

Let me start this rant, as I usually do by stating my point up front: there is RARELY a legitimate need to tell a lie. So, pray tell, why do we do it???

Let's not descend into endless drivel or psycho-babble about individual psychoses or side discussions about bullshit that wont amount to anything and cut right to the chase: we lie because we're cowards...it's not any more complex than that.

When you tell the boss that you're sick, when you're really not, you're afraid that you'll be fired...or at the very least, be forced to take a vacation day instead of a sick day.

When you tell your boyfriend that you don’t send and receive text messages back and forth with anyone but him, or you lie to your wife about working late when you’re really whoring around, you're afraid that they’re going to find out that your scandalous ass is cheating and dump you.

When you tell your buddies, after a few beers, how long your schlong is or how great you are with the ladies in bed, you're terrified that you'll be ostracized for having a pencil dick or for being a 2 minute man.

Admit it, you're a freakin’ COWARD! In Alcoholics' Anonymous they say that the first step to recovery is the admission that you have a problem. So, in order to stop lying, we all must first come to grips with the fact that we're cowards. Once that sobering fact sinks in, ONLY THEN can we begin the process of healing in order to stop lying.

I know that I'll get replies to this rant, disagreeing and saying that sometimes we lie in order to manipulate people. True, but the manipulation is stimulated by some fear. In my examples above, you might say that you lie about being sick because you need a "personal health" day or because it's a nice day and you don’t want to spend it at work or you're hung over...the girl lies about who she's texting because she is avoiding drama with her jealous boyfriend…the guy lies to his wife because he wants to have his cake and eat it too or the other guy lies about his schlong size in order to gain or maintain acceptance or possibly even to be seen as superior. All of those things may, in fact be true; however, I would submit to you that the ROOT of all of these “reasons” or excuses is still cowardice...plain and simple.

If you haven't guessed why I'm going off about this, it's because I recently was in a relationship with a woman that lied so much that I could never tell what was true and what wasn’t. She drove me absolutely insane because sometimes the lies were so ridiculous that I couldn't even address them...I just giggled and moved on to the next lie...I don’t have any harsh feelings toward her and I'm not "salty". But after each relationship, I take time to engage in cogitation and reflection about the relationship; what was good, what was bad; why did it end so soon or why did it last as long as it did. And I suppose the one thing that bothered me the most about this particular relationship was the incessant lies...

...so as my thoughts progressed, they expanded beyond this former relationship into a general irritation about all lies. I mean, If the Nazi’s are banging on your door and asking if you're harboring Jews in your house, after you lock the refugees in the attic, then it's ok to lie to the Gestapo. If a terminally ill patient or emotionally unstable person is not in a position to be able to handle a certain piece of information and you can't find a way to simply keep it from them, then it may be acceptable to tell a lie...if some foreign government asks you something that might be a threat to national security, then it's ok to lie...apart from situations similar to what I've just enumerated, TELL THE DAMNED TRUTH!!!!

I have a quote on the wall of my office at work that says, “Courage is not the absence of fear, but rather the judgment that something else is more important than fear”.

Relationships are more important than fear…find the courage to tell the truth…

Just my thoughts…err ranting for today…