#Scurf 116: The interior lives of lies we tell ourselves
On the art of lying to others and then to yourself
Hi friends. I am going to try to write this newsletter more regularly and do some things where each month I write interconnected pieces that tie in which each other loosely. Largely informal, these will make the essays kind of gathered around particular themes from that moment in time, or not. They will still be all in keeping with the granular idea behind this newsletter — all of them will essentially be works in progress. I will continue to play around with germs of ideas, themes and radical notions and push them out of my outbox each week to see what gathers moss in your reading. These essays will be weekly, if not more frequent. When in the week I don’t know, how long or short I don’t want to know, but mostly bursting with ideas that are out of left field.
Here’s a piece about lying to ourselves and others, and the thin (sometimes nonexistent) line between them. I was lied to by quite a few people this last month, so you can say it’s been on my mind, and made me easily glide between the lines to catch these liars red-handed! Read and share with fellow liars, trackers and readers.
