For reasons that, in all likelihood, are painfully obvious to anyone who has read more than one or two of my pieces, I don’t write many tributes. Chalk it up to my curmudgeonly persona if you will, or attribute it to any one of a number of character faults that I openly admit, the most obvious being pride, avarice and gluttony, but the list is certainly not limited to the aforementioned. Be that as it may, the subject of tributes resides somewhere deep within my cranial structure, and unless prodded by some unintentional source, might never exist at all within my conscious intellectual processes.
However, just such a prod recently found its way between the more prominent synapses such as sexual thoughts, desire for alcohol and/or debauchery, need to know that the Yankees lost and the more or less constant pangs of hunger, to my secret cache of admiration for characters unlauded by society’s majority— liars.
Yes, that’s right, you heard me correctly… liars. After all, liars’ proliferation dominates all sectors of society, yet their near-overwhelming need for secrecy prevents them from receiving their highly deserved adulation from those of us inclined to do so. Moreover, even if they are identified and praised, they’d likely deny it, choosing instead to berate their identifier in a voice that would leave no doubt as to their displeasure. Biting the hand that feeds them is the stock-in-trade of prevaricators near and far, but the quality and skill of their craft allows them the comfort of acceptance as they weave their way through the very fabric of society unrecognized. Stealth becomes the liars’ cloak of invincibility, and in the case of politicians, it is supplied by the stature of office. For an elected official, simply stating the lie, in most cases, will achieve the acceptance of at least 51% of the masses, and when enough tall tales are amassed, this becomes known as party platform, a veritable coups.
So, the next time you listen to a candidate speak, be kind in your assessment of him or her, regardless of your opinion of his/her ideas… remember that the ability to tell the same lie over and over, never once letting the truth slip in, requires a superior memory and a prodigious set of cajones.
Bless all the liars, for without them our recorded assessment of events might reveal scenarios much less palatable. Never forget that history is written by the victors and generally amounts to a compendium of lies agreed upon.
However, just such a prod recently found its way between the more prominent synapses such as sexual thoughts, desire for alcohol and/or debauchery, need to know that the Yankees lost and the more or less constant pangs of hunger, to my secret cache of admiration for characters unlauded by society’s majority— liars.
Yes, that’s right, you heard me correctly… liars. After all, liars’ proliferation dominates all sectors of society, yet their near-overwhelming need for secrecy prevents them from receiving their highly deserved adulation from those of us inclined to do so. Moreover, even if they are identified and praised, they’d likely deny it, choosing instead to berate their identifier in a voice that would leave no doubt as to their displeasure. Biting the hand that feeds them is the stock-in-trade of prevaricators near and far, but the quality and skill of their craft allows them the comfort of acceptance as they weave their way through the very fabric of society unrecognized. Stealth becomes the liars’ cloak of invincibility, and in the case of politicians, it is supplied by the stature of office. For an elected official, simply stating the lie, in most cases, will achieve the acceptance of at least 51% of the masses, and when enough tall tales are amassed, this becomes known as party platform, a veritable coups.
So, the next time you listen to a candidate speak, be kind in your assessment of him or her, regardless of your opinion of his/her ideas… remember that the ability to tell the same lie over and over, never once letting the truth slip in, requires a superior memory and a prodigious set of cajones.
Bless all the liars, for without them our recorded assessment of events might reveal scenarios much less palatable. Never forget that history is written by the victors and generally amounts to a compendium of lies agreed upon.
Bob Church© 7/14/07
2 comments:
You nailed it,
no shame
all the blame.
hate them all.
What a mess we have.
kay lee
For whatever it's worth, this too shall pass. In the fullness of time, even the darkest hearts are made pure,even if only while basking in the afterglow of a civilization brought to ruin.
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