Monday, February 27, 2012

To Be Perfectly Honest...

The preface "to be honest... " on any comment logically indicates that other comments by the same person are probably less than ingenuous, or to some degree, are lacking in veracity. Considering truthfulness to be one of the cardinal virtues one should always follow, at least that is what we are taught (or used to be taught), I find myself wondering how often one actually tells or hears unequivocal truth. Ironically the grade-school story used to illustrate the virtue of telling the truth (George Washington and the cherry tree), never happened. But I digress.

On asking around I found many people reportedly always tell the truth (wink and a smile on that). A good many others stated that lying to protect their own, or a loved one's reputation was acceptable. Most people said that honesty stops when the need arises to protect someone from harm, or even just to protect someone from hurt feelings.  Almost everyone defended minor embellishments -- "little white lies" (a rather antiquated racist expression if you ask me). But some folks unabashedly espoused honesty as the only policy, lambasting the unnecessary evil of lying, and abjectly denying any past or present perpetrated fallacies.  To wit I responded, "but you are lying right now." This effectively ended most of those conversations.

My little survey results make me question the moral designation that we assign to the concept of honesty.  Apparently it is something without any hard and fast rules since we can decide in accordance to our own purposes which lies we shall deem necessary in the name of protecting the feelings or reputation of someone else, and which lies should otherwise be considered immoral. In reality, it comes down to outright self preservation. And in any given critical circumstance, we all will, and do fabricate an untruth or otherwise cover up something that is true. We say that we lie for the protection of loved ones (or whomever), but I submit that the lie is told more for the purpose of protecting the relationship that we hold dear which is an act of self-preservation – because if the truth in some way harms a loved one, then the act of telling the truth may very well insight consequences that may remove us in some degree, or entirely, from the valued relationship that we otherwise would have protected with a lie.

Oh no!  Did I just denounce all of those glorious, self-less acts of deceit by pointing out that the act itself is indeed intrinsically selfish?  Yes I did. But don't misunderstand -- I completely support selfish intentions so long as they do not harm others. After all, selfishness is what puts food in your belly and a roof over your head. And that leads me to conclude that telling a lie to protect someone, thereby maintaining harmony in your relationship or environment, indeed is not a bad thing - at least not from the perspective of the person you are protecting, and yourself of course. It is damned near instinctual. Or at least genetically encoded as people have survived the millennia on just such instincts. I am reminded of a scene in the movie "Schindler's List" when a Nazi officer, after shooting someone for not revealing the identity of a thief, asked a boy for the same information, and the boy claimed that the thief was the man who the officer just shot.  A lie that saves your life,  or the lives of others in such a circumstance, can be considered nothing less than morally virtuous.

But then honesty must have its place somewhere in the stack of moral virtues does it not? Of course it does – and for exactly the same reason that dishonesty has its place – self preservation. If you are dishonest or deceitful with your partner you are compromising the relationship that you hold dear, which will in all likeliness lead ultimately the demise of the relationship – and rightfully so. If you misrepresent yourself in applying for a job, your ability deficiency may result in your termination, and damaged reputation..... and so on, and so on.

Therein lies the truth. The moral value of honesty is a matter of expediency. We lie or should certainly speak truthfully depending on which will better serve our needs.  So in the name of what I have irreducibly exposed as common sense -- stop lying about lying and just tell the truth. To be perfectly honest, we lie.

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Thursday, November 24, 2011

Thanks-taking


I don't intend to make this exact same accolade every year, but maybe I do. I am not willing to look back at last year's journal entry or old blogs to see.  But anyway, happy Thankstaking to all. Indeed enjoy yet another celebration of the European invasion (and subsequently established U.S. government) conquest of the indigenous people of North America. It's a wonderful country, and I'm sure you enjoy being here as much as I do. And I enjoy celebrating that our European ancestors made it possible for me to be here.

The euphemistic name of the holiday that most folks call it (Thanksgiving) is rediculous because the aboriginal people of what we call "America" did not joyfully chose to give their land and lives to the invading European/U.S. hordes. So I call the celebration "Thanks-taking". The 'Thanks' part then becomes an appropriately sarcastic scorn, instead of a euphemistic slap in the collective aboriginal face, and I can enjoy my turkey without the sour aftertaste of hypocrisy.

But, I am thankful, with respect to this celebration, that our ancestors did not kill them all, and that a lineage of several aboriginal nations and their culture continue to survive.

Live long and prosper my brethren of ancestral adversary.

Monday, October 10, 2011

National Coming Out Day

Tomorrow is National Coming Out Day. I am, and always have been 'out' and loudly support equal rights for the lesbian, gay, bisexual, and transgender community. I do not "come out" with any further information than that because who I love and/or sleep with is nobody's business (except for whomever the lucky recipient of my affections may be). I have no other reason for not divulging my sexual preferences other than valuing my privacy. Be that as it may, please join me in donating your status, by coming out of whatever your particular closet may be in support of LGBTQ equality.  The movement really is about actual equality for all.

Wednesday, February 9, 2011

Loose Cannon

She has been called a "loose cannon".  And I knew this was an accurate assessment of her personality, but my attraction had no fear because I knew that at the very least I was sure to experience a great learning.  And I have. I sense that her withdrawal from me is more about her own desire for hermitage rather than resentment around my defending someone against her onslaught. Unfortunately I don't think that there is any abundance of time in our favor.

I also knew this was coming.  And despite becoming cannon fodder I have no regrets.  Like I said, it has been a great learning experience.  Just because part of the learning involved sorrow does not make it any the less valuable.  And I have an added dimension of love in my heart for which I am so grateful.  Normally I have a serious rejection complex that keeps me perpetually locked in pause mode when it comes to meeting people.  

She said she always falls for people with a lot of rage, who eventually abandon her. She wants to disappear. She wants to live out her life in hermitage, writing her poetry, and wishing she were young again – her words.


Monday, August 3, 2009

Sweetest Summers

Summer in the Pacific Northwest is short, but oh so very sweet.  The hottest days can be quiet warm - uncomfortable even. But I am surrounded by trees and get very little direct sunlight, so inside the cabin is tolerable with window fans.  And at night it drops down enough to enable comfortable sleeping.

It's cooler today than it has been in the last couple of days. Temperatures are higher in the city than out here on my side of the mountain.  Though the other day it managed to reach 101 degrees Fahrenheit according to my front porch thermometer (hottest I have ever seen here).  The river has dwindled to a mere trickle compared to its normal roaring glory.

These conditions are only present for a few weeks of the summer months. And the days in excess of 90 degrees seldom number more than a dozen.

Akin to paradise.

Sunday, March 29, 2009

Insomnious Blathering

Sometimes the energy required to engage in my daily duties wears me down.  The simplicity of the mountain beckons me and I must obey – else the emotive residual s gathered over the week will fester into something dark and ugly.  So like Alice and the ‘looking glass’ I step through to the other side to share stories with the Walrus about many important things i.e. cabbages and kings.  And the darkness will wash over me as it always does – and I will return renewed.

It is very late.  And I am obviously near delirium.  But the condition of sleep mercilessly evades me (again).  It is my own fault – I have been very remiss in my exercise regimen – so much that I can hardly call it a regimen.  So my mind, fueled by excess blood sugar, continues to process late at night despite my having 'clicked' shutdown.  Hopefully the weekend adventures will rekindle the workout energy, and hopefully the following week’s daily toil will not drain me of the energy needed to climb up onto my stairway to nowhere (the Stairmaster) ---- the end-all, be-all burner of a day’s residual blood sugar.  

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

Something Wonderful

Reading on the topic claiming that Einstein’s llamda constant may have been correct after all (Einstein considered the theory to be his biggest blunder) has me contemplating space-time-infinity - again.  But to the point of my current thoughts which do not directly relate to llamda – I still only subscribe to the assignment of infinity to Space (the visible Universe and beyond) and Time (the clockwise measurement of existence) – that to attempt discussing a "beginning" (or ending) of either is pointless and absurd.  The notion of limited space or that there is nothing beyond the visible universe is an example of human desire to quantify and understand everything, coupled with the inability to grasp the concept of "never-ending" - infinity.

Discoveries in astronomy and physics indicate (beyond a reasonable doubt) that the visible elements of our universe did in fact begin with the cosmic event referred to as the “Big Bang”, which begs the question: What was existence before the Big Bang?  From a logical perspective, the “nothingness” theory is of course absurd. Spontaneous existence from nothing is not permissible by any sense of reason or rationality.

So we don't know what precipitated the cosmic singularity from which our visible universe ensued.  But we can be damned sure it was something.  Something wonderful.