Telling Pork Pies {Rhyming Slang}

“If you tell the truth, you don’t have to remember anything.”

Mark Twain

One of the benefits of being introverted is that the tendency to over-elaborate and exaggerate is reduced. Words do not flow so easy so accidentally bullshitting is less likely. Also, one tends to listen a bit more acutely because one is not eager to talk. If part of the brain is engaged in forming the next sentence one is not listening quite as well.

A long time ago I worked in pastoral care of undergraduate students. I am a very good listener and people have told me all kinds of stuff which I keep to myself. In fact, many forgot what they told me. From time to time a student would try to pull the wool over my eyes so as to get extra credit of get let off something. It was my practice to get them to repeat their story on two separate occasions, I would then offer them any inconsistencies and ask them to explain them. Some would continue to dig their hole, others would back track and drop their request for “credit”. It was funny how some people would dig and dig and dig. They would end up in the metaphorical shit with me.

“Oh, what a tangled web we weave when first we practise to deceive.”

When I was younger, before the metaphorical Alzheimer’s set in, I used to have a near photographic memory.

Why is that some people cannot resit “trying it on”?

Why do people always want a shortcut?

Why do people have to big things up bigger than they are?

These are some of the questions for which I do not know the answer, each being has their own set of motives. I think I am with Twain on this one. It is so much easier so much more straightforward to tell the truth.

I am picking up a triangulation today and it is associated with the tangled web. I see three faces one male, two females. Next to the triangle I see the face of another female who is married to the male.

It is a bit sad; some people do not change. They have to have a “cunning plan”. When you see someone digging a hole the easiest thing to do is offer them a spade.

Hmnn..