Sunday, March 2, 2008

Liar, Liar Pants on Fire

Ah. It is Sunday. I am tired, as usual. So I rose and made myself a tea how I like it-without sugar and a dollop of skim.

Checking the RSS feeds to see who updated what and wondering why am I reading the ridiculous blog of a Pioneer Woman, I carouse around the news sites.

Apparently I am a liar. Did not know it, either. What I read on the internet was pretty stupid in itself and probably an age old debate: women are liars. And it is written by a woman as if it would gloss over.

So, we lie about everything, what we spend, our infidelity, our bad mothering, and about how smart our kids are. See the pattern? The focus of lying stems for being married.

And to balance out the debate, men are also liars, but only because they want to assure that in terms of sex, the bird in the hand won't leave
because of the bird in the bush, marriage not being a factor in the least.
Lying is something that is as pervasive among us as the air we breathe, unfortunately. We have all lied and been lied to, but not all lies make us a liar. The rigidity of the standard is what perplexes most and puts the rest of us into the pot. Some people preferred to be lied to and there others who speak the mean truth regardless of its effect.

To be sure, to not tell a lie would make us a social outcast for no one would want to be around us reminding them of their faults. To never lie would cause an injustice to those who need it most, and to not agree with that concept would also lend approval to the slavery of the south or the Holocaust.

So when is a lie a lie? I don't know. The complexity for me lies in it's application.

4 comments:

Inarticulate Fumblings said...

Hard to say. Truth be told, I think a lie, is a lie, is a lie. Sure, there might be some benefits when your girlfriend gets a nasty diesel-dyke haircut and thinks she super pretty... but in the end, it never works out for the best... a person always ends up shooting themselves in the foot.

Gucci Muse said...

Sometimes IF, many think those white lies end up for the best, but they may not realize they are also telling themselves a bigger lie.

But a lie that undoes an injustice on more serious topics, may not be true lie at all; I guess I would tend to see it as corrective information.

All in all I doubt the existence of a bright white delineation here.

Glamourpuss said...

Hmmm, it's a tough one. I hate lying and try to always be honest with people, but sometimes, I just keep my mouth shut rather than tell the truth or lie. But you're right, it's endemic, and at work, one often has to 'reframe the truth' in a way that serves the situation at hand. I don't like it, but I do enjoy the challenge.

Puss

Gucci Muse said...

That is a hard one, Puss-when I had co-workers and when everyone kept their mouth shut, it turned into gossiping behind everyone's back; keeping your mouth shut also equated to the realization of the truth you did not speak, and ended up as if you told the blatant truth. What a catch 22.