Tuesday, July 29, 2014

House's Call


A sentiment that has likely never been more true than it is presently.  In this, our not quite-so-brave yet bright-shiny-new world we have morphed into the Land of the Artifice.  It has been said that luck is the residue of design.  Perhaps then lying is the residue of virtual communication.  I can be the person I want to claim to be whether I am or not just as long as I can keep all of those over whose eyes I am efforting to pull this whole sheep's worth of wool from paying attention to the man behind the curtain. 

Here is the thing though - and there really is no way around it.  When you are full of shit, you know it.  Even if it is impossibly hard for you to accept, you know it.  The virtual universe that you inhabit - the one occupied by Facebook friends and other nonsense - might be beyond impressed by the life you represent to them that you are leading but to what end.  Does it matter what the rest of the world believes to be true if and when you know that what you have been feeding them is a steady diet of bullshit?  Or does it matter only when you, yourself, have created such an effective artifice that you believe your own bullshit? 

If - for you - the answer to the latter question is "Yes", then you need to take a step back and start examining your life decisions with a far more jaundiced eye than you are doing presently.  For at day's end, if you cannot be honest with the reflection you see in the bathroom mirror every morning, then the one who will ultimately end up feeling most betrayed by the lies you have woven is you.  Hall of Fame coach Bill Parcells once observed that, "You are what your record says you are."    

Tis true whether you earn your daily bread in the NFL or not.

-AK  

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

You should not feel threatened by what others post on Facebook. You should take pride in your own accomplishments. You are a Partner and head of the Auto Negligence Unit. Hold your head high!

Adam Kenny said...

Thank you for taking the time to read - not to mention comment on what you read. Candidly, did not mean to convey sense of "feeling threatened". Simply, a sense of bemusement.

Anyway, thank you again for your interest. Much obliged.