Explorations in Honesty. The Bright, Blinding Beast
Honesty is such a gray word. One might expect something as simple and virtuous as honesty to be clean-cut, black or white, solid as a preacher’s handshake. But we don’t live in a black-and-white world. All our perceptions are blurred, smudged in shades of gray like an overused pencil eraser. True honesty—pure, unadulterated truth—would be a light too blinding, too hot, for our tender souls to endure. It would sear us to the core, leave us naked and trembling like sinners on judgment day. And so we compromise. A little dishonesty here, a dab of self-delusion there, like smudges … Continue readingExplorations in Honesty. The Bright, Blinding Beast