A few months back I was chatting with Abby on AIM, as I often do. We were discussing Love Actually, a movie I love unreservedly. I would go so far as to say I lurve it. And we were discussing in particular the scene involving Andrew Lincoln holding up a series of cue cards for Keira Knightly. "But for now, let me say," he tells her silently, "without hope or agenda, just because its Christmas -- and at Christmas, you tell the truth -- to me, you are perfect."
"Yeah," sighed Abby cynically. "But nobody actually does that."
That conversation has been percolating in my brain ever since, and a while back I resolved to change the situation, if only for myself. And so it is with great pleasure (and more than a little trepidation) that I announce the first annual At Christmas You Tell The Truth project. I've even given you two weeks warning, so you can get your thoughts in order.
At Christmas You Tell The Truth: For 10 days, between 12:01 AM on Yule (December 21st) and 11:59 PM New Year's Eve (December 31st), I hereby pledge to tell the truth, if I'm asked. I don't mean I'll tell it non-stop; I know better than to imagine that the little white lies that lubricate socialization can be done away with completely for that long a stretch. But during that interval of time if you ask me something, anything you think is important (and perhaps prod me a little if I seem to have forgotten), I promise an honest answer. If you've ever been unable to get a straight answer from me about something, this will officially be the time to ask.
Hopefully this won't end disastrously for me, and I can make an annual thing out of it. I don't necessarily expect anyone to join me in this ill-advised little pledge, but I want to make it clear that you're all more than welcome to. And if you want to get all meme-like about it, feel free to copy & paste the italicized text above into your own livejournal or blog or what-have-you.
Love actually is all around.
"Yeah," sighed Abby cynically. "But nobody actually does that."
That conversation has been percolating in my brain ever since, and a while back I resolved to change the situation, if only for myself. And so it is with great pleasure (and more than a little trepidation) that I announce the first annual At Christmas You Tell The Truth project. I've even given you two weeks warning, so you can get your thoughts in order.
At Christmas You Tell The Truth: For 10 days, between 12:01 AM on Yule (December 21st) and 11:59 PM New Year's Eve (December 31st), I hereby pledge to tell the truth, if I'm asked. I don't mean I'll tell it non-stop; I know better than to imagine that the little white lies that lubricate socialization can be done away with completely for that long a stretch. But during that interval of time if you ask me something, anything you think is important (and perhaps prod me a little if I seem to have forgotten), I promise an honest answer. If you've ever been unable to get a straight answer from me about something, this will officially be the time to ask.
Hopefully this won't end disastrously for me, and I can make an annual thing out of it. I don't necessarily expect anyone to join me in this ill-advised little pledge, but I want to make it clear that you're all more than welcome to. And if you want to get all meme-like about it, feel free to copy & paste the italicized text above into your own livejournal or blog or what-have-you.
Love actually is all around.
Rob is a funky robot
Date: 2005-12-08 06:49 pm (UTC)are surely incapable
of telling you lies
I agree with Rob,
is it often the case that
you are dishonest?
I, obviously
lie rarely, perhaps never
to those I call friends
do you, Eben Lowe
often offer falsehoods when
asked about your thoughts?
since you seem honest
when talking about yourself
if not at all times
any dishonest
statements you have ever made
to me, anyway
seem probably just
to be the products of a
quick, casual response
and not an intent
to deceive those around you
you know what I mean?
Nonetheless Eben
one question does jump to mind
so: "don't you hate pants?"
-Death comes to my foes