Why We Lie.
© By Neith Hunter
This is the 1st post for my 1st class, ETC, in the Instructional Media Design and Technology masters program. I chose a rather abstract but all too common subject, lying. I'm betting we've all participated in and been hurt by lies. I know I have...sob. Oh well...onward.
So why do we lie?
Are some lies better or less important than others? If a lie protects someone, is it a good lie? Are there good lies? Some certainly don't seem that bad. Sometimes, we don't want the truth.
How 'bout little white lies? Does the color of the lie matter? Why do they even call it that? And, what about infidelity? Or lying about being married, as one guy recently did when he asked me to lunch, and I asked him if he was married, and he said, "no", then added, "It's complicated." And I said, yes, it is complicated when you're trying to take women to lunch who aren't your wife.
What about lying about your age? I started doing that as a teenager - my modeling agent told me too - so it seemed alright, even expected. That's what you're expected to do when you're a commodity, what ever it takes, so to speak. Fact is, lying is expected and accepted.
Ya know, it's said in Hollywood that if you want to know an actors age, you automatically add 7 years onto what ever you've read in the press, because actors always fudge their birthdays. Ah-huh, many do.
Speaking of commodities, are fake boobs a lie? Or how 'bout uploading an old or retouched photo of yourself to a dating site?
Does a lie diminish over time, become less painful or eventually morph into truth?
Please leave a comment and thanks for reading.