come to think of it- 52nd street was an excellent album. yep. i use that word too :) it was a record album before it was a cd- but i digress. anyhoo- i have been thinking about honesty lately because well, it is one of those precious, priceless things that are so very valuable that they are kept hidden.
how many people tell the truth anymore? i am going to hazard a guess not very many because not many folks want to hear it anymore. our world has devolved into not hurting feelings and keeping things pleasant so as not to rock the boat- or in the case of recent politics and whatnot- outright lying. i read an article about john mccain the other night that wasn't very flattering. but it was the truth. it was an eye opener for me- not so much because i discovered what a bastard mccain is but because of the nature of the press corps that covered him or didn't as the case was. we are a nation of people who don't want to hear the truth- that everything we thought we knew and believed in about america- was a carefully propagated lie; that the people we thought we elected were in fact hand picked by multinational corporations for the purpose of continuing the divide between the haves and have nots; that our government puts on stage shows that rival broadway complete with scripts, sound stages and lighting, and teleprompters; that america makes up lies in order to invade other countries or take from others what we do not have the right to take.
think about our daily lives- the hundreds of little dramas and lies that make up our day. how many of us haven't lied our way out of sticky situations at home or at work? we all do and have. i think what has really hit me lately though- the sheer number of people who are in denial. i have had conversations with a former high school friend of mine about the state of the world- the reality of economic crashes and ecosystems dying and ice melting and hurricanes killing and people dying- and she does not want to hear it. she wants to get into her car and go to work and go home and live her middle class suburban life. and she doesn't deny it. she isn't alone. read economic blogs or environmental blogs- the comments are more illuminating than the actual posts.
reality is not always pretty and truth isn't always kind. so, i pose the question- would you rather know the truth- no matter how ugly- or live in denial and ignorant bliss?
honesty
If you search for tenderness it isn't hard to find. You can have the love you need to live. But if you look for truthfulness You might just as well be blind. It always seems to be so hard to give.
Honesty is such a lonely word. Everyone is so untrue. Honesty is hardly ever heard. And mostly what I need from you.
I can always find someone to say they sympathize. If I wear my heart out on my sleeve. But I don't want some pretty face to tell me pretty lies. All I want is someone to believe.
Honesty is such a lonely word. Everyone is so untrue. Honesty is hardly ever heard. And mostly what I need from you.
I can find a lover. I can find a friend. I can have security until the bitter end. Anyone can comfort me with promises again. I know, I know.
When I'm deep inside of me don't be too concerned. I won't as for nothin' while I'm gone. But when I want sincerity tell me where else can I turn. Because you're the one I depend upon.
Honesty is such a lonely word. Everyone is so untrue. Honesty is hardly ever heard. And mostly what I need from you.
come to think of it- 52nd street was an excellent album. yep. i use that word too :) it was a record album before it was a cd- but i digress. anyhoo- i have been thinking about honesty lately because well, it is one of those precious, priceless things that are so very valuable that they are kept hidden.
how many people tell the truth anymore? i am going to hazard a guess not very many because not many folks want to hear it anymore. our world has devolved into not hurting feelings and keeping things pleasant so as not to rock the boat- or in the case of recent politics and whatnot- outright lying. i read an article about john mccain the other night that wasn't very flattering. but it was the truth. it was an eye opener for me- not so much because i discovered what a bastard mccain is but because of the nature of the press corps that covered him or didn't as the case was. we are a nation of people who don't want to hear the truth- that everything we thought we knew and believed in about america- was a carefully propagated lie; that the people we thought we elected were in fact hand picked by multinational corporations for the purpose of continuing the divide between the haves and have nots; that our government puts on stage shows that rival broadway complete with scripts, sound stages and lighting, and teleprompters; that america makes up lies in order to invade other countries or take from others what we do not have the right to take.
think about our daily lives- the hundreds of little dramas and lies that make up our day. how many of us haven't lied our way out of sticky situations at home or at work? we all do and have. i think what has really hit me lately though- the sheer number of people who are in denial. i have had conversations with a former high school friend of mine about the state of the world- the reality of economic crashes and ecosystems dying and ice melting and hurricanes killing and people dying- and she does not want to hear it. she wants to get into her car and go to work and go home and live her middle class suburban life. and she doesn't deny it. she isn't alone. read economic blogs or environmental blogs- the comments are more illuminating than the actual posts.
reality is not always pretty and truth isn't always kind. so, i pose the question- would you rather know the truth- no matter how ugly- or live in denial and ignorant bliss?
honesty
If you search for tenderness
it isn't hard to find.
You can have the love you need to live.
But if you look for truthfulness
You might just as well be blind.
It always seems to be so hard to give.
Honesty is such a lonely word.
Everyone is so untrue.
Honesty is hardly ever heard.
And mostly what I need from you.
I can always find someone
to say they sympathize.
If I wear my heart out on my sleeve.
But I don't want some pretty face
to tell me pretty lies.
All I want is someone to believe.
Honesty is such a lonely word.
Everyone is so untrue.
Honesty is hardly ever heard.
And mostly what I need from you.
I can find a lover.
I can find a friend.
I can have security until the bitter end.
Anyone can comfort me
with promises again.
I know, I know.
When I'm deep inside of me
don't be too concerned.
I won't as for nothin' while I'm gone.
But when I want sincerity
tell me where else can I turn.
Because you're the one I depend upon.
Honesty is such a lonely word.
Everyone is so untrue.
Honesty is hardly ever heard.
And mostly what I need from you.