I feel like getting into bed and taking whatever it is out on my feather duvet. That way I won't get hurt, nor will anybody else. But I won't get into bed, and I won't be pulling my duvet over my face, even thought it's a lovely thing to do at the right time. It's Christmas Eve and I at least have to put right to a wrong. I am so fed up with the lies, excuses, tall stories, short stories, one act plays, 20 minute movie clips. Because that is exactly what I have been told by the oh so royal authorities. Couldn't they at least have come clean and said the truth? Not edge us on, not promised so many things and delivered none. No, worse, they have concocted this really foul minestrone of one lie which is not linked to another, of one lie which is put down by another. The people of the lie are not very easy to detect, especially when they're demurely working in an office. But one lie is all that is needed. Because someone who lies through his/her teeth generally has been using the wrong band of Colgate toothpaste, as well as the wrong brand of Oral B toothbrush, and they haven't been flossing properly either. It's like one small snowball gathering momentum to being one gigantic, dangerous avalanche. Now I understand the power of the Titanic movie which had me sleeping soundly after the first hour. I must have missed plenty of it. And this was supposed to be the sea craft which knew no boundaries. But I was awake when the same sea craft was going under, and I was awake to watch the captain go down with his ship. Because he was not a person of the lie. Some things are not what they were. We are short of real men and women today. Perhaps because we're so busy, perhaps we have such tight schedules. It doesn't matter which brand of toothpaste we use, nor which toothbrush. But perhaps we'd best start flossing immediately so then the lies could completely and easily come out from the start. That would save a lot of work, hope and heartache.
