The Lies They Tell

Greetings Me Droogs N Droogettes!
Rabbit hole time!

Lies are the subject of today. 
We get a whole heaping serving on a daily basis.  To the point we can’t even discern reality from faux reality these days.  The media?  There’s a reason I, among others call it them the  Ministry of Propaganda.   The politicians and anyone associated with them?  As the riddle goes: “When is a politician lying?”… the answer these days is “Whenever they breathe/speak.”  Just by dint of they being alive is that they are and have become the very embodiment of falsehood and cupidity.

Satan hisself couldn’t do better.

Then, we get ‘all the rest’  Science, ANY and all police activities, educators, religious leaders…
Fuck man.
Ain’t there anyone out there who ‘shoots straight no-bullshit’ anymore?  Outside of the ‘regular folks’ out there that is?  I mean ALL the organizations out there, anything with more than five or more members seem irredeemable now.  Meatspace baby.  One-on-one is damned near the only thing you can trust, and only if that person is well-known to you.

All the listed about entities…
All the talk of teamwork
All the talk of “the greater good”
All the talk of the goodness of “Diversity is strength”
All the talk that everyone has their “own truth”
All of it is a lie.

The problem though:
They know it’s a lie
To them, a lie is the truth
“It all depends on what your definition of is is.”
Lies can become the truth, if told often and convincingly enough

Now, without saying, sometimes a lie needs to be told
You don’t tell your 3 year old GranBebe the scribble she drew that she sez is a horse that it looks -nothing- like a horse… nonono.  You tell her what a great job she did, and reinforce her positively and love her for all she is.  You sure as hell don’t tell Wifey when she asks “Does this dress make me look fat?”  Fuck that.
I ain’t stupid Jack
None of y’all are methinks (mehopes)

These are little lies for the truth.  Lies of Love so to speak.  To spare one’s near and dear from unnecessary pain, unless it’s going to cause embarrassment or pain if they do something clueless. 
The problem is, those running the fucking show currently?
They have no love in their hearts for anyone or anything except one thing:


No more, no less.  Raw, pure and uncut like a kilo of the purest Columbian blow, with the same sort of rush.  Afghan “Big Bad” so raw and jazzed that an OD in every shot is a guarantee.  That sort of Power is bigger, harder and more insidious than any drug could ever be.

Thats why so many people want to ‘be with the cool kids’.  The ones in Power.  The decision makers.  The “Power Players”  The Kings, and even moreso, the King Makers.  To the people out there, so willing to ‘wear the mask’, ‘take the shot’, ‘march for -insert cause-of-the-week-to-be-determined-‘  The Social Justice Warriors out there… even ‘Joe Normie’, washing the feet of feral niggers…

To them, If you’re going to be on one side of society, then it’s a good idea to be on the side who tells everyone else what is actually “true” and what “isn’t”  THAT is where the power behind shit is.  Getting Moronic Sheeple to be convinced that they (the powerful) are trying to help them, (the sheeple).  

Reality is, Powerful people?  They just want more power
Period. Fucking. Dot.
All for them, none for you.
To them, the truth is what you make it.
Hence all the fucked up cross-messaging
“Don’t Wear A Mask”
“Wear The Mask”
“Wear Two Masks”
“Get the shot”
“Get both shots”
“The shots do prevent the disease”
“Shot or no shot, you’re going to get the bug anyways”

Now?  The latest is that Round 3 of the COVID dash -whatever- lame ass shytte they’re calling it is going to kill 70-80% of people according to a new study put out by the Brits…  if so, then why the fuck would you ever get the shot?  Amiright?

The final take from this here screed is this:  The single largest problem with those in Power seeking MOR Power, for Power’s sake?  The truth is what you make of it?  They can work with that if their intent is to do something truly great for ‘the greater good of the masses’.  

In the end, they themselves begin to believe the lie.
Instead of being Power-Mad Control Freaks, they’re kinder and better than you.

Maybe I’m wrong, but hey, at least I’m trying to recognize the problem.
The issue is resolving it.
Sooner, rather than later.
More Later I Remain The Intrepid Reporter
Big Country

By BigCountryExpat

Fuck you if you can't take a joke. No one gets out alive so eat me.


  1. Interesting. When I’ve started a new relationship, I’ve always warned the girl not to ask me a question if she doesn’t want to know the answer. The example I use is “Does this make me look fat?”
    I will damned sure tell you, so don’t ask.

    1. Once, years ago a friend of mine named Laura asked me if her pants made her legs look big.
      So I gave a look, and they did, so I said so. She went off in a huff.
      Later another friend came to me and curtly asked me why I called Laura fat.
      I said I didn’t, that she asked me if her pants made her legs look big, and they did so I told her the truth, figuring she want a straight answer.
      My friend laughed and told me next time to say no, even if it was a lie.

  2. Nope. If the dress makes her look fat – I say so. If she gets mad that’s her problem. Let her go sulk somewhere and I’ll turn on the TV. If my daughter drew a horse that didn’t look like a horse, I’d tell her how to fix it to make it look like a real horse. At work we -had- a guy that decided to become a trans-fairy. the company said that we had to address that person as a she/her. I asked HR why they were forcing me to lie. I then asked if I could lie on my timesheet. They looked at me but couldn’t answer. I never did refer to him as female. I did refer to ‘that person’ and ‘it’ (when in friendly company). The idiot got itself terminated a few months later. No loss.

    Nope – not going to lie. Period.

  3. After 47 years of marriage, my bride KNOWS that she WILL get a straight answer to that kind of question…though…I been known to use euphemisms..” Eames Chair” for one (like Ol Casey said, you could look it up), or “Kinda reminiscent of a couch”. for another.

    I’m still careful though. She shoots better than I do (yeah she taught me… WTF was she thinking?? Dunno.) AND she knows where and when I sleep…
    Night driver.

  4. I’d say yeah those pants do make you look fat, but I like you thick. Problem solved. As for the nuclear level psyop and gaslighting, I can only say that those that cant see through the BS have a strong delusion put over them. How else do you explain the lack of discernment? You know where to look, no preaching, open up The Book.

  5. “Does this dress make me look fat?”
    “No your not fat honey, you’re just big boned. Big…Fat…Bones.”
    and then the fight started.
    p.s. Never had to try that one yet.

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