No cat, no tin roof, no sexually confused Southern stud on the wane with nothing but a life of regret and a drive for the drink. No, here we have an empty parking lot and the words of Tennessee Williams. Tennessee was a troubled genius, but I do think that he was on to something with today's title.
Big Daddy was right when he says that mendacity is indeed all around us. Everywhere I've looked of late, there it has been, grinning that stupid grin at me (and the grin of the mendacious is generally a foolish one). That said, the thing about mendacity as a trait is that it reinforces itself, and often its very presence tends to draw itself out in others.
That said, to walk away unsullied having brokered fair and just resolution of a problem amid a sea of mendacity offers a moment of relief, reflection and some satisfaction. To navigate through and walk (sail?) away with a firm knowledge of 'a job well done' makes one feel mighty good. The fact that one can't possibly comment on the actions of others in an open forum doesn't dim the warm glow in one's belly.
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Fredrik, thanks!
USelaine, we all have to look up a word at one time or another! The shame is in not doing it!