Honesty, not always the best policy.

As we grow up, we keep hearing "just tell the truth, and you wont be in trouble." and "honesty is the best policy" or "you never get away with a little white lie." And we are made to believe that if we just tell the truth, everything will be OK. In an ideal world, this would mean never doing/saying things that we would regret, so as to make lies unneccesary.

I live by this ideal. The idea that if the whole world could learn to accept the truth, it would be a much more efficient place. Leah's rediculous buns would never have been. American Idol wouldn't see half as many participants. No one would have ever made Gigli. *shudders*

Woman are known for asking "does this make my butt look big?" fishing for compliments. Most of my friends know not to ask me that, should they be looking for compliments, because, as I said, I live by an ideal. We would never have to worry about that if people could accept their faults as constructive criticism. "yes, you look fat in that, try on something else." Should be perfectly acceptable! Woman dont WANT to look fat! My only aim is to help.

I agree with ya on that one...
Sheesh, have I suffered the wrath of a woman who I've given the truth to one too many times, to risk it again.....*shudders*

Shudders. I just tell the girl what she wants to hear if the truth will get me bitch-slapped.

In our stupid world, dishonesty is sometimes the best policy. My idea is to just be careful, and never tell any kind of lie- white or otherwise- unless you know it doesn't matter. Of course, saying that makes me want to not even lie then, but sometimes you gotta choose between what's true and what's less painful. Self-interest often wins over pure virtue.

Yeah, like Bobo said- it really depends...

Us girls, we like our butts to look nice.

Sam wrote:Us girls, we like our butts to look nice.

Nice?! *laughs* I want my girlS to have BAD aevueabvauibvaeubeauvbevi. Forget the nice. *sticks out tongue*

Ummmm... I did not just say that.

~Z

If it a "lie" hurts a person more than it can if you don't lie to them, is it really doing anything?

I try not to lie either, but sometimes the situation would just become worse if I don't lie. Even so, there are some times where either a lie or a truth are horrible either way and silence is golden. Just observing and listening can get you to some places.

And is this just me, Qi, or do you have this total OBSESSION with calling girls' butts fat? I mean... you called my HUAVH0380qhqveouv fat and you haven't seen it! LMAO!

As for the butts thing, I have a rule for that. If I ask before I leave (and therefore have a chance to change), or I ask before I buy (and can therefore avoid the tragedy all together), tell me the truth. It's helpful. If I've been shakin' my thang all night and catch an unflattering reflection, butter me up. It's too late for honesty.

I read a really cute poem when I was growing up about tact. It said, before you speak, you must ask yourself three questions: "Is it the truth?" "It is kind?" "Is it necessary?". In that order. I fail to follow it most days, but it's an ideal of mine.

If a girl asked me that, there are two possible answers for me (if their butt did look big...).
1. Yes.
2. It doesn't matter to me either way, as long as you're comfortable.

You could always sing if they asked you...

'I-like-big-butts, andIcan'tdeny...'

It just seems weird to me. Choosing between whats true and what's less painfull doesnt make any sense to me, since in most cases, the person in point will find out eventually anyway, what is the use of lying at all? People are afraid to be the bearer of bad news, and people hate to hear it, but it's got to happen at some point.

50 first dates is a good example. If you havent seen it, heres a run through. A girl is in a car accident and loses her long term memory. She's good for about a day, but the next morning she forgets everything. So this entire town is running around trying to make sure that she never finds out that she was in that car accident, mean while, adam sandler is trying to woo her heart. Every day is exactly the same for her, but it doesnt matter, because she never remembers the next morning. After a seriese of unfortunate events, they find its a lot easier to just tell her in the morning, every morning, what happened, and who she is, and where her life left off the previous night. Watch the movie, you'll see what Im talkin about.

Life is easier once you learn to accept your faults, and can actually hear the truth.

Amen, brotha!

(or as they say...bra...but that's disturbing..)

True. But sometimes they already know and they just want you to make them feel better- they don't need the truth.

There are better ways than lying.

Case in point:

A: Does this skirt make my butt look big?

B: It's not very flattering on you. Here, try an alternative style/colour/size that might look better.

I know this is not the only time its a problem, its just an example. If my acting coaches weren't brutally honest with me, I would never get anywhere as an actor. If my voice teacher laid off, my singing would never improve. The same goes for just about anything. We need brutal honesty to improve ourselves.