Saturday, April 25, 2015
A cranky opinion
For cranky opinion Saturday
The following is the opinion of a cranky old man with no real credibility on the subject opined. Opposing opinions are welcome, just be nice.
I am not a very good liar. I have no poker face. If I do lie, my guilty expression gives it away. I was taught to be honest. Growing up if I got caught doing something I was not supposed to do my folks were pretty understanding. The punishment for the actual offense was never as severe as the punishment for lying about it.
Not that I am or was a choir boy, but I think most of my lies are to spare someone’s feelings, or maybe when I used to call in sick from time to time.
Oh, sometimes I might stretch the truth just a little if I feel it improves on a story. Mrs. C often tells me regarding a post, “I never said that!” and I have to explain to her that the story is much better if she had, and so I say she did.
I certainly don’t attempt to lie to Mrs. C. She reads me like a book and her powers of observation are amazing.
Anyway, for the most part I tell the truth and as a result I am pretty easily taken in by those that don’t. I am programmed to think people tell the truth. The flip side of this is when I finally figure out that a person tends to bend the truth; I never again believe a single thing they say. I won’t tell them I don’t believe them, but I think to myself… “Maybe; probably not, really, who knows?”
Some people lie to impress. Some people lie for profit. Some people lie for sport. Some people just don’t know what the truth is. They lie so much and so often that they will lie about stupid stuff, stuff about which I could not care one way or the other.
Why do people so often answer a question with a stipulation of honesty? “Well, to tell the truth”… “I’m not going to lie”… “I honestly have to say”… “I have to be honest here”… “The truth is…”
When I hear these phrases, I am immediately suspicious of whatever follows.
One of the reason that people get away with lies, or think they are getting away with a lie is that calling someone out on a lie is serious. It is at the least a relationship buster.
“Are you calling me a liar?”
That challenge alone allows many a liar, bullies that they can be, a free pass.
That is one reason I hate to call liars out. It seldom serves any purpose. It is usually best to let it go and have as little to do with the person as possible. It does bother me though when I have to see these people over and over. Their lies don’t really affect me except I hate that they think I believe them. I hate that they must think I’m stupid. I hate that when I say, “Wow that is hard to believe,” They don’t realize that I am really not impressed and that it means I really don’t believe you.
Sometimes of course a lie is so ridiculous it is easy to trip the person up without really calling them a liar. Then it is sort of fun having them double up on the lies to try and explain.
I think this is why most people do not like politicians. Politicians are masters at telling things with a slant so they can backtrack easily. They are skilled at twisting facts to suit their purpose. They can smile and pat you on the back while they are plotting to screw you. They can seem sincere when in fact they are conniving. I have no respect for liars, I have no respect for most politicians.
Do you think I believe you? I’m not going to lie, I’m not stupid!
The preceding was the opinion of a cranky old man and not necessarily that of management…Mrs. Cranky.