Knowing is half the battle

Knowing is only half the battle. Isn’t that what the great saying says? My question is what if you know it all but what you know is really not the truth? What do we do with all the lies that people dish out as the truth? How do we sift through the lies and the reality of what is really to be known? At this point you may feel like, well then everything is a lie right? Not true. Only the truth shall set you free, yet another great saying. If all we know is how to bend the truth, or only give half a story then what is reality? For instance, in relationships, how can we depict the liars from the honest Abes? Is there a bell that will ring every time the truth is not told or a shock buzzer that will shock the hell out of the person that wants to deceive you? It’s like when a woman asks her man what looks good on her. Now what does he say? “Anything looks good on you baby”? Lies right, because everything is not for everyone? So when she does look good in something and he actually compliments her, how would she know it was the truth? And so begins the trust issue, which leads to arguments, and ultimately the demise of any said relationship they thought they had. Then you have that whole, the boy who cried wolf syndrome. You ever had a friend or associate that seemed to think that lying was a game? They would joke and kid but in reality they are really telling a piece if their truth to you they just done have the balls to say it straight out. You also have that oh, it's not me it's you thing that happens, and not only in relationships but in any situation where the person tries to make you feel better about the situation by saying the issue lies with them not with you. It's just so sad. If that person has a problem with you then they should state it. Nine times out of ten someone else has the same issue and it should be fixed. There is that one chance that it is the person and they are just either crazy or just not a fit to be in your square (circles are for nerds). Then there is the case of the child who asks too many dam questions and we give them the fairy tale answers. It seems that we instill lying in our children from day one so in the end they become these “story” tellers and great truth benders and we wonder why they hide the tats and sex from us. Should we continue on with running away from giving real answers to our kids? When they ask is Santa Claus real what do we say? “Oh of course baby he travels in one night to all he houses and brings the good kids all the presents? I don’t think so! You did not work hard all year long to make a way to give that kid the best Christmas for this white nothing of a character to get the credit. How the hell did he get into the apartment with no fireplace? What, he uses the freaking keyhole? And this is the bull crap we feed our kids that make them the liars they are today. They best politicians believe in the Easter bunny until they were ten. Now when they grow up and find the truth is not what you told them is when the problem begins. They figure out that if mommy and daddy can lie then why not me. It wasn’t a lie that hurt me so if I tell a lie that has some of the truth in it then I will be ok right? Oh so wrong. So how do we break this chain of un-dimensional, pathological lying? Do we ban together and just start telling the blunt, straight up truth? Do we tell the mom that’s forty to stop wearing her daughter’s clothes and getting piercing and grow up? Or do we stand around and laugh with them like it’s the new thing to do? Do we tell our mates what looks good and what we think is hideous or do we tell them they are just as skinny as the next person in those too small leggings and those Levis that look like they fit a six year old? Can we talk to our kids about where babies come from for real or do we keep feeding them the fairy tale stories of the stork or the pumpkin seeds, for them to only find out that we were lying anyway. We will probably never stop bending the truth and dishing out fake answers just to get by for the day. And this is when you should Fear not what you know, but the unknown of what you think you know……….-Lynn