Observing politicians I am often astounded that we fall for their lines. It's like watching a rather bad play, you want to tear yourself away, but you have paid an entry fee.
However, someone has to make the decisions and we are left with a motley crew to choose from.
We all make individual decisions about our use of honesty. I certainly am no saint in that department, I have told white lies... I perpetuated the myth of Santa ( And the Easter Bunny and The Tooth Fairy... Yeti... )... and it seems by lack of foresight I have put an opinion forth based on old data... not intentional, and it was certainly a learning curve.
Heartache reminds us at times of what we have to lose, it's not always a bad thing. In hindsight, many times the signs were there in regards to untruths and we choose to ignore them.
Honesty isn't always nice, but sometimes it's advisable. Often I find it's better to say nothing at all too, but then it depends on how close I am to that person. My best friend, I say it like I see it.
Skunks are so beautiful to look at. Which is why I may have slowed down. Your Grandfather sounds interesting.
I flew into Fort Worth, and I stayed with a friend for a few days. He was utterly convinced I was going to be an axe murderer, but I told him that customs stopped my axes at the border. And ... I had such pretty axes. Kidding aside, I stayed with my friend to accustom myself. It had been years since I had been in America, and never had I ventured there alone.
A few days later, I hired a car and headed towards Bastrop... the whole area there is beautiful. I drove from Arlington to Waco, turned and went through Cameron, then Elgin.. I stayed at Bastrop for a few days. I also stayed at Giddings too... after driving across the state. I returned to Bastrop to look around there more. It really did capture my interest. It's so beautiful.
I have heard of Galveston, I never made it there. I will have to go back to Texas again one day. The place captured a bit of my heart. The people were friendly, the scenery was beautiful, the food was...er... interesting. It's a shame you drive on the wrong side of the road.
When I was near the border I drove past a skunk that had obviously been hit by a car, then I thought I was imagining the smell. After all, I drove past the skunk quite quickly... If I had a chance I would have slowed down, but ...I drove everywhere quickly. My learning experience that day was to not stop to look at skunks, dead or alive. I will have to just see them on TV.
I will get back there one day... And I will see more of the countryside. There had been a hurricane on the small coastal area I saw and it was not pleasant to be there. Although, it was an experience, so I wouldn't deny myself that.
And it all started quietly with a Texan accent. You can't be that quiet all of the time, surely?
So do tell, where is the photo taken of you? I know there are meant to be beaches in Texas...but I fell in lust with Bastrop area... so I didn't venture that far. I did get to Louisiana.. it's beautiful. I only stayed one night though.
Awww shucks, flowers... from a pretty lady. Dang... all the guys will be jealous.
Seriously though, thank you for the welcome. It's hard to know where to start.
Brutal honesty is something I am guilty of ... except I have learned to bite my tongue to avoid conflict at times. Regardless of whether you can give someone an honest opinion, sometimes it's better if you don't... I can't be condemned for being dishonest if I say nothing at all.
You know ... like in the Bambi movie. --"If you can't say something nice... don't say nothing at all."
I know in days of old we were dealing with tall poppy syndrome, where people wanted to cut down successful people . However, I think we have now gone too far the other way... and that's how we allow young people ( well not always young) to embarrass themselves like that.
My mother would have said to me not to be silly, I would only embarrass myself by going out there to sing the Oompa Loompa song on stage... Although, on the opposite end of the spectrum, I am rather sure my father would have encouraged me to follow my 'dream'.
Thank goodness it's not just me. I have often sat there cringing wondering what sort of friends would let you embarrass yourself publicly like that. Isn't that the equivalent of walking out of a bathroom with paper draping from your shoe, or from the back of your pants... or for men, their flies open.
Thank you, Bodecia. I thought I would take a plunge and put some of my rather scattered thought down. Thus creating my first post.
I have just read through everyone's comments. It's interesting to see that it depends on our intent behind the lie at times.
Although I have to wonder when you are watching shows like 'Australian Idol' or 'American Idol' ... how much kinder it would have been IF their friends had told them they can't hold a note, and they cannot sing. It might have saved them that public humiliation.
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