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truth or cover up?

The gunshot echoes as the kid runs to pick up the dead fox. He smiles – he is proud and says something to the camera that I am not able to understand since he speaks Norwegian and I don’t… Yet.

That is the first time I watch BarneTv (kidsTV) in Norway, and my mouth stays open in disbelief, and I wonder what the hell is wrong with these people… Last week, ten yeas later, MissAttitude reads her homework to me, a real story about hunting, surviving and respecting and accepting the circle of life. A flashback and a smile on my face. We talk, and she asks and I tell the truth. I sense she is distressed, but she is not bullshited.

Later that night I start thinking about my personal belief about lies, about being truthful no matter what – and about people unable to tell the truth, and why they don’t, and what we think is lying and what is not, and what are the parameters people use when they must something loved one.

When we need to say something ugly, do we say differently if is a person we don’t care than if is a beloved one? Where is (if there is) the balance between blurting out the truth and manipulating things to avoid hurting people?

I have learnt to always tell the truth, fully, without bullshit, and by default, because one always keeps one’s eyes open, I have learnt to know when people is bullshitting me, when people advocates to the “I don’t want to hurt your feelings” or to the “I knew you would feel hurt (or angry, or mad or…)”. I hate being patronized.

I have learnt also that one must be caring of others feelings, and that there is always an alternative way to say things, maybe softer, maybe kinder. The problem is, when somebody uses that excuse to patronize you, to hide something, to the ultimate selfishness.

I told the truth to MissAttitude -and she had bad dreams a couple of nights despite I softened things up for her, but she felt she deserved no bullshit from her mother. She, her mother, deserves also no bullshit from anybody.

Even less from loved ones.

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  1. The truth is a sword with two edges, it should be issued carriers licenses for it, and it’s surely a point that it should be spoken in other moods than anger and/or fury, because the words used to prensent the truth, also have an effect – and even the motive of the truth, what we want to acheive with it, good or bad, should be taken into concideration.

    “The truth” has the ability to start wars, because there are different viewponts – and it is still the people we care for, that we bless with our bullshit, because we only speak the truth to people we don’t care to be liked by, or when it has no personal consequenses – to strangers.

    There are different kinsd of lies – like “no, the dress doesn’t make you look fat,” and “you’re amazing” at 7pm – and even if it may be a lie, it’s a tiny lie, and it’s done only out of the godness of the heart.

    Some truths are good to postpond for the children. Let them kill Santa themselves, if they’re not to late, and you give Santa a deadly wound behind the bairn before your kid turns seventeen, and some of the sex-things if they ask, that it’s amazing at least until they – i don’t know…

    The bullshit-part I agree with.

    December 6, 2011
  2. ay, Silvia, you’re so enigmatic sometimes …

    “We talk, and she asks and I tell the truth. I sense she is distressed, but she is not bullshited.”

    and then:

    “I told the truth to MissAttitude -and she had bad dreams a couple of nights despite I softened things up for her, ”

    what is truth? can someone – for instance a mother – tell somebody else “the truth”, unless it’s …. based on undisputed laws of nature – like gravity…

    I don’t think so.

    one man’s lie is another man’s truth, and I know: eg er ein nådelaus nihilst 😀

    Viva!

    December 7, 2011
    • enigmatic? uhmm. no, l don’t think so, K. The perception a 9 year old kid has of life is quite different than a 43, but life itself is the same, universal in a way.

      The same with truth.

      The difference lies on *how* we tell things, it shouldn’t on *what* we tell.

      😀

      December 9, 2011

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