Posts Tagged ‘Truth’

I’ll Elaborate On This Next Week

September 17, 2021

Just because you’ve known something for a long time doesn’t necessarily mean that you’ve stopped fighting the idea of accepting it.

Sometimes That’s Just The Way It Is

December 23, 2020

I hate when I end up writing things like “my mother isn’t good with computers,” because I feel like that’s such a trope, and I hate tropes.

But I long ago made the decision that when I’m writing, truth trumps trope.

These Days You Might Need To Drop That Percentage Even Further

July 2, 2019

Believe nothing you hear, and only one half that you see.

Edgar Allan Poe, “The System of Dr. Tarr and Prof. Fether”

Because I Get Nervous When People Talk About What They DON’T Do Instead Of What They Do Do

January 3, 2019

I may be the only person who sees a label that says “Animal cruelty free” and mentally adds, “But we torture the **** out of plants and humans!”.

An Open Letter To Pretty Much Everyone I’ve Ever Known In My Life

August 20, 2018

Look . . . we need to talk.  Maybe we’ve talked recently, or maybe it’s been years, but there’s something I need to say.  If we spent any significant time together at all, it’s something I would have tried to say before at least once, but I may not have said it well,  so I’m going to try again.

If I ever told you that you were smart, it’s because you are smart.  The same applies if I ever told you that you were pretty/handsome, talented, funny, or any other positive trait I might have commented on.  I get that everyone has moments of self-doubt sometimes, but it bothers me if you start to wallow in them.  When you doubt yourself like that it bothers me a larger scale because I can clearly see that your doubts aren’t based in fact, and it bothers me on a more personal level because (and I say this somewhat tongue-in-cheek, of course) it feels like you’re calling me a liar.

Stop calling me a liar, damn it!

A Super Grover Quote

July 25, 2018

I would rather the man who presents something for my consideration subject me to a zephyr of truth and a gentle breeze of responsibility rather than blow me down with a curtain of hot wind.

Grover Cleveland

If They Were True, They Were Just Statements Of Fact

June 13, 2018

The worst insults I’ve ever taken to heart were never the ones that were true, but the ones in my heart of hearts I was afraid were true.

That’s Unfair Though. I Remember Those “Rules” Too

May 24, 2018

A friend of mine used to bemoan the loss of the “playground rules” he grew up with, most notably the rule that if you were fairly caught cheating or lying, you owned up to it and didn’t waste everybody’s time with flimsy denials.

The older I get, the more I suspect those rules might have been unique to his playground alone.

Sometimes You Just Can’t Catch A Break

May 16, 2018

When I was a kid, my dad used to gripe constantly when we went to someplace like a theme park, so I promised myself I wouldn’t do that when I became a father.  And I’ve kept that promise.

Now when I go to a theme park, I get to listen my son’s constant griping . . .

The “Olfactory” Of The Matter, You Might Say

September 28, 2017

Today I find myself vaguely amused at the disparity in how my Tuesday entry (which I got a variety of positive feedback regarding) was received when compared to my Wednesday entry (which went without any responses whatsoever).  I wasn’t surprised by this though.  Tuesday’s entry was deliberately positive and pithy, but I knew there was a point that could be easily overlooked, hence Wednesday’s entry.

To spell it out, to me the important part of Tuesday’s entry was “what you believe about yourself, true or not, will have the greatest effect on you.”  I’ve known wonderful people who had been convinced they were terrible people, and I’ve also known people who, if they had even an ounce of talent, they kept it hidden extremely well, but their belief in their own non-evident greatness could sustain them through anything.  It’s just . . . impressive how much belief can affect a person.

But knowing the truth about yourself will serve you better in the long run, and the fact of the matter is that sometimes the truth stinks, but it’s better to be able to smell it because otherwise you won’t know you need to change.