WE LOVE TO LIE
Justice is not
blind. WE are blind to justice!
I was raised in a large farming family and we were all
expected to work hard and contribute according to our abilities. Besides good work ethics my parents also
frowned on lying and stealing and disrespectful behavior. They didn’t tolerate any of it. Now we’re talking moral ethics. And yet in life we lie a lot and lie about
just about anything. Why do we do it and
why so often? As a writer, a student of
philosophy, history and the humanities I will not even pretend that I can give
you a definitive answer, but I will peel back some of the layers we’re all
familiar with. A lot of it has to do
with that elusive concept called humanity, what it means to be human and act
humane. What we’re asked to aspire to
(mainly by the ‘authorities’ in charge; church and state, teachers and parents)
is a reality that defies the fragility that is life. I am going to take a few detours to
illustrate why we lie with such ease and such frequency.
We’re not in control,
never have been and never will be. It’s
one of the reasons why we find ourselves out of control so many times and why
we’re lying with such ease.
As pointed out by Tennessee Williams, the journey of life
leads to an inevitable conclusion. What happens
in our lives from point of entry to exit is pure happenstance. Our existence is foremost and primarily
acknowledged by ourselves (we’re all ego-trippers), hopefully by parents and
family, the communities we grow up in and if we’re really lucky, by some in the
wider world around us. In reality we’re
nothing more than insignificant grains of sand flowing through the fingers of
time. Others may look back on our lives and examine its worth (one of the main
reasons why we publish obituaries, yes, once upon a time he/she was one of us). For a few the memories may linger a bit
longer, but most of us are soon forgotten, recycled back into terra firma as
insignificant particles and atoms. Since
life is short—in a universe that spans billions of lightyears and has existed
for many more—we’re a mere cosmic blip.
Something we hate to acknowledge.
It is therefore not surprising that while alive we cling to
life with a tenacity that is surprising.
And the lengths some of us are willing to go through to leave a lasting
mark is mindboggling. All that
enterprise and some of it so destructive that it blows the mind. We would do well to remember that even the
worst of the worst and the best of the best are eventually reduced to
insignificance. And once you’re dead,
who cares!
Nothing induces lying more than believing and like a true trooper I will take the expected
criticism coming my way on the chin.
Let’s face it. From the time
we’re born most of us are inoculated with a hefty dose of religion. If we readily and willingly accept all the
illusions, myths and fabrications as dished up by all faiths, then you have to
realize that we’re raised to embrace outright fabrications and lies without
question. Faith makes a mockery of
truth, facts and science. A level of
deception so ingrained that it gives credence to the fact that perhaps we
prefer to be deceived and lied to. Why
bother with brotherly love and lofty ideals, of a mindful and thoughtful
approach to life and living, when we embrace the opposite with much more gusto
and fervor. Our faults and mistakes rise
to fore with such alarming frequency that it supports the notion that our much
vaunted awareness prefers deception and abuse.
Why support decent human beings as leaders when you can vote for a clown
instead? That superior brain of ours has
turned us into the most unreliable and destructive species on Earth. It is one of the reasons why we don’t get
upset with lies and liars. We want to be
lied to, and, we want to lie. Because it
justifies almost anything we do! Lies
are a like a comfortable blanket that we can hide beneath as it excuses and
covers up all our weaknesses and our reluctance to act responsibly. We are more comfortable with dishonesty than
the truth, because the truth hurts.
Liar, liar, your pants
are on fire.
When it comes to lying
there is no getting around this guy.
Trump’s popularity for instance is in part due to the fact
that he constantly lies. Consciously
and subconsciously he is a validation of our own ineptitude and
shortcomings. He is giving the masses a
break away from the usual moralists parading as presidential candidates,
standing on their soapboxes, wagging their fingers and admonishing us to be
good little boys and girls. We’re much
more comfortable with a character flouting convention and the law. He is much closer to our true nature and when
he’s excused for his faults, lies and shenanigans, so can we. And therein lies the beauty of lies and the
lies we prefer. To hell with convention
and righteous expectations. Instead,
whoop it up, holler and discriminate.
Who wants to constantly live inside a straitjacket of conformity and
compliance as prescribed by those in a position of authority?
I have explained in previous articles that basically most of
us are underachievers and there is nothing wrong with that. We’re usually happy to get by with the least
amount of effort. Such is the nature of
the beast. And we’re part of that world
(the natural one) whether we like it or not.
Overachievers are a rare breed anyway and even they will only do it in
short bursts. Nothing is ever sustained.
Combine a short and fragile existence with base instincts and
volatile emotions and lying takes on a whole new and much more acceptable
perspective. I still don’t approve of
lying and neither should you, but I’m trying to explain the why and why so
often! Life is just not nice and rarely
easy. Depending on where you are born,
when and under what circumstances, life can quickly turn into a tedium, and
boredom can quickly turn into resentment and rebellion. So many things go bust in our lives. From jobs to relationships. From a bed of roses straight to the shitter. Life is a crapshoot from start to finish.
The greater the lie,
the more effort we put into it.
Nothing skates closer to the surface of questionable truths
and practices than organized religion.
We go out of our way to embellish a truth desired: miracles, heavenly
appearances and characters, talking bushes, divine powers, holy animals,
chariots streaking through the sky, multi-headed serpents. Seemingly there is no end to the myths and
stories concocted when a fertile mind can truly conjure up the most amazing
things and pass it off as real. There is
that wonderful phrase: tell a lie often enough and it becomes the truth. Wrap the whole thing up in pomp and
pageantry, fantastic buildings filled with works of art, music, rituals, relics
and costumes appropriate for the various festivals celebrating special
occasions that have occurred in the lives of the many holy men involved in
developing the charade. Put it all in
holy books, preferably in a language laypeople don’t understand, put specially
appointed clergy in charge of administering the rites and after centuries of
mandatory attendance and compliance, of propaganda and indoctrination, voila,
it literally turns into gospel. And the
beauty of it all . . . you’re asked to believe without question, because, if
you don’t . . . you’re not a true believer.
And your reward, whether you’re life was shitty or absolutely amazing .
. . life after death. An afterlife. Heaven.
Resurrection. One catch! You have to die first. Tennessee Williams got that one spot on.
We lie because we’re
frail and fragile.
We’re our own worst enemy when it comes to expectations. Anyone can feel trapped by the pressures we
put on ourselves and those ingrained in our societies. All the things we’re
supposed to do and engage in: relationships, children, ageing gracefully,
meaningful careers, looking great, feeling fine, multitasking, success,
accomplishments. It never stops. And life is no picnic. Our fragile bodies and minds constantly
succumb to temptation and failure. When
there is no way out and people feel stuck, resentment easily rises to the fore
and it will fuel an awful lot of lies, because we lie to hide and ignore, to
obfuscate and to pretend. Lies are often
fueled by resentment and when it affects multiple layers in society it can lead
to institutional lying, especially when the inducement comes right from the
top.
Societal failure has become institutionalized: persistent
inflation, a lack of jobs and shrinking disposable incomes, huge debt loads,
poor housing, unemployment and unfulfilling jobs, social unrest, overpopulation
and cultures and customs clashing. When
failure comes nibbling at our doors it quickly leads to a general sense of
unease and from it flows our worst fears, habits and concerns, and the lying we
engage in becomes prevalent as we want to excuse our worst behaviors, when our
humanity frays at the edges and primordial instincts take over. We’re not a nice species when things sour.
Nobody gets out of this
life alive: Tennessee Williams
That much maligned, so-called superior intelligence of ours
and heightened levels of awareness, have led to a layering of lies that affects
every strata of humanity. Traditionally
the many have always been at the mercy of a select few taking advantage of us
in every way they can. Democracy was
supposed to put an end to this. The
tenets are obvious and worthy of praise.
All that equality and access, legal rights and even some constitutions
alluding to a pursuit of happiness.
Democracy however, over time, drowns in promises made by electoral
hopefuls and all that catering to our many whims and wishes comes at a hefty
price. Through economic manipulation and
extensive lying on both sides; from those who promise and those wanting to fall
for all those promises, the many are now once more beholden to the few through
massive debt loads and a dependency on government handouts.
Lying takes on so many forms and comes in so many disguises
that is becomes an ingrained habit. And
if you prefer a lie over the truth than facts no longer matter and that is what
lies at the murky bottom of what we refer to as our humanity. Even church and state in all their sometimes
meaningful attempts to streamline and regulate our tempestuous behavior have
fallen victim to encapsulating convenient lies in their right to often rule
with impunity and defying all challenges.
A testament to our frivolous and cantankerous nature is our constant
flip-flopping between ruling political parties.
What we as humans crave and eventually achieve is rarely articulated in
a concise and predictable manner. We
muddle, stumble, fumble, grope and grasp our way through life. One last sobering thought to honor Tennessee
Williams and so many other thoughtful, intelligent people who have tried and
who try, again and again, to implore us to use that intelligence of ours in
more respectful ways: you only go through life once and there is no coming back
for seconds, even for those misguided souls who believe in reincarnation. It is just another lie.
Feel free to comment or share. But . . . no lies!



















