The Rosebush

So if we discover that the government or even a celebrity has lied to the public, there seems to be outrage - how dare they etc etc.

But… it occurs to me… people lie. Some people more than others. And I have been wondering - what is the appeal? What actually is the real reason? Personally, I’ve never seen the point in lying to people. Sure, I very occasionally tell little lies, ‘white’ ones which I hope will generally go towards saving people’s feelings rather than hurting them. I’m not really talking about those. (My most common one is “Honestly, I’m FINE.”) But isn’t it so easy to tell when somebody’s been fibbing?

I mean… if you fucked something up, isn’t it better to go “er, whoops, I’ve been a twat” rather than trying to cover it up, only to get found out anyway? Some of us are quite resourceful at discovering misdemeanours and untruths… sometimes it’s instinct but other times it’s just plain obvious.

I guess it bothers me because I see dishonesty as probably the biggest problem on the planet. I see no real justification for it at all. Isn’t life interesting/risky/exciting/dangerous enough when all we consider is what is actually *true* and *real*? Why bother? It just pisses me off, on a grand scale - especially when it’s not even worth lying about! eg. ‘I didn’t get your text message’ or ‘I er… really like your top’. It’s so patronising - you think I can’t deal with the simple fact that you couldn’t be arsed to reply? You think I don’t know that people have different opinions on how things look? These are just two examples I’ve plucked out my past at some point or another. What’s wrong with “Sorry, I’m crap aren’t I” or “I couldn’t be arsed to reply” or “didn’t know what to say” or “Hm, remind me never to ask you to lend me any clothes”. And let’s face it, that’s just the bottom rung of the grand lie ladder. We’ve all heard much more serious ones than that.

What do you people think? Are you a bunch of liars?