Tuesday, 30 April 2013
The Truth, The Whole Truth and Nothing Like The Truth
While the audience at home is silently, or in my case audibly, begging the liar to tell the truth and save the situation, the one caught up in the web of his/her own deceit gets deeper and deeper into trouble.
As a child I had what my mother described as "a very vivid imagination", which many times resulted in quite incredibly involved and elaborate tales, stories, or to be more accurate, lies.
At this great distance in time I can easily see why I found it necessary to invent and embroider situations to make them (me), more interesting, but at the time, I found myself caught up in a world of make-believe which bore almost no relation to my real life.
It was only in my teens when, embarrassed by being found out yet again, that I finally managed to get a grip on my tale-telling propensities and started to live a real, ordinary, every-day life.
The trouble with lies is that they develop their own momentum, involving more and more people in ever-widening circles. The first lie having to be backed up with more and more of the same until only someone with a memory like a computer could possibly remember the whole sequence.
The older I became, the less inclined to fabricate and the more I relished the (for me) unique feeling of being absolutely honest, and for the past 30 or so years I have found it totally impossible to look someone in the eye and tell a lie.
If the truth is likely to hurt, then it is sometimes possible to avoid a direct untruth and to circumnavigate the question but, if pushed, I now always answer a direct question honestly.
It has never seemed a good idea to me to squash a child's flights of fancy, but it is certainly necessary to make some sort of differentiation between fact and fiction.
Oddly I have always blushed easily, and even when giving a painfully honest and open answer look 'guilty' from sheer embarrassment.
"Tell the truth and shame the devil", may sound like good advice, but it may be necessary to wear a mask!
Posted by Ray Barnes at 9:33:00 pm