I didn't know that about hamburger meat. I ate some last week that was a bit brown on the inside and I was fine afterwards, so it's probably true. 
 

i don't think so ....i think the butcher lied, to cover up the fact that they always put the older meat on the inside of the pack so you don't see it.

because if it were true, then with the meat that sits in my own fridge, it would stay red on the outside and turning brown on the inside.  but it doesn't.....meat that is old gets brown on the outside, and it might still be a hemoglobin thing, where the older meat is actually REALEASING oxygen, that then turns it from the red to the brown.  but see, that still means that the meat on the inside away from air, should be red or redder....not brown, when the outside is red. 

but every market i ever go to....their hamburger packs have brown hamburger on the inside, and the only reason for that, is that they purposely take the older meat and put it on the inside, so that they can sell it.  that butcher was lying through his teeth....

anywayyyyyyyyyy.....lol......i think my taco casserole is almost done baking, and going to see how it turned out.  tried using fresh tomatoes this time.....loved your piece tonight, by the way, newamba......gonna have to remember that about spicy foods....*grins*

 

you are so wise here. Lying never makes things better. No matter the reason even the white ones
Have a friend that lies so much I don't think he even knows whats true and what's not. He does most of it cause he likes to emulate the ol backwoodsmen who had to dream up one better, so we all understand, but strangers are puzzled and even worse believe him


 

that makes it difficult, because then you don't know whether to let them in on the fact that he's lying.....because that makes you appear to be a busybody.  so a hard one, though it sounds on the pathological side, where is not intentionally malicious ....and something you just sort of put up with.

i realize some folks enjoy keeping their secrets....and there is an awful lot of "lies of omission."  which i don't care for, either.....but live my own life "open book".....if i can't talk about it, then i shouldn't be doing it in the first place.....

 

you certainly are not the asshole...well, hey you could be, but I doubt it..hahaha, jes' kiddin'...but I hate being lied to, it seriously just cuts me in two...sounds a bit dramatic, but there's a mess of tangles, borne out of lies behind me, under most of my writes. So. I love this write, it's well written, and, its true.
 

you know, i don't know.....most assholes don't know they're assholes!  lol!  and i DO realize, that i have a very judgmental side to me....even though myself am such a major screw up, it keeps me from having too much room to judge. 

and yea, lies cause all kinds of problems.....and i have no answer, as to why some do the whole lying bit.  like i mentioned in some other comment, there appears to be some sort of thrill they get and a false sense of being smarter? when able to get someone to believe their lies.  and they're too stupid to realize that it's the opposite....that they are proving themselves to have a certain lack of intelligence. 

how hard is it?  a five year old can get the meaning of "a boy who cried wolf" .....how hard is it, really?  so comes down to them being self-destructive.....???  i don't know.....

 

you've some stand out gems in here, both in the poem
"because a fortress built on falsehood
is but a prison
you damn freak"
and
"it's the person that dies
every time there's a lie
in their heart
in their life
on their name"
as well as in your final mild rant... I especially like "googly yummy" and "hamburger is never worth it!"
and just for the record, I hate it when people lie too...
 

you know, the "freak" one.....that took me forever to decide on, and was weird working something to rhyme with the german word "nichts."  (most pronounce it wrong, anyway....the "i" is like a long "e").

this was a very strange write for me, over all....because of how i worked the rhythm, like barely within bounds, and the entire piece a little on the difficult side.  even re-did the ending three times, because couldn't decide how many lines to put in it.....to make whatever rhythm i started, come to some sort of conclusion. 





 

you and I are in total agreement on this issue...this is the one thing I abhor...I hate to be lied to...and as a car salesman...now get this...I am lied to every day. Most people imagine car salesman as liars, someone who will tell you anything to get you to buy. Well, in my seven years in the business, I have only known a few salesman who lied to customers and they did not last long. Yet every day customers tell us lies....we have a saying in the business...buyers are liars and liars are buyers....hmmmmmm
 

that is pretty funny....i used to always say that Bush reminded me of a used car salesman.  But when you think about it, it's the customer that has more things to lie about.....true.  whether they are "just looking" or if they have a trade in or if they even have any money whatsoever to be buying.....

and what gets me about lying, is trying to have any sort of a trust level, with a person that lies all the time.  i think some believe it proves they are smarter, if they think they "got one over" on another person. 

 

it was taco casserole.....lol....and i've made better.  but didn't have seasoning mix on hand, and used other spices, plus i tried making it with flour tortillas just for the change, to see what it would be like.  but it's better with the corn.....





 

the bad thing about a big lie is you have to keep living in it every day, you would think that has to grow old, seems easier to just tell the truth so you don't keep having to reference the lie for the rest of your days

 

yea.....that's got to be some sort of psychosis right there.....having to constantly be "on guard."  and that's another thing you will find with liars.....they can't relax while having a conversation with you, because they have to be remembering to catch all the balls they are juggling....all the lies they have in play.  and is almost tiring to watch.....and makes you want to slap them upside the head, and tell them to drop the act already.....



 

Well, HAB, I think that we have, as a whole been exposed to so many lies that our sense of values had been diminished, and when combined by the growing lack of respect in recent years, which is increasing, people just don't give a second thought about it anymore. Funny you mentioned telling the truth in court, because I have a couple of cousins that are litigators, and the truth is like some sort of foreign object, according to a lot of the goings on. I think its best to keep the big stuff honest, and if its bad, just be prepared for the worst, and let fly. :) But by the same token, hypocrite that I am, LOL, sometimes...............like when honesty has really screwed you out of something........:) ya know? ;)

But I can tell you for an absolutely honest fact that as far as chopped beef goes, red is fresh, brown isn't...period! This is also true for some kinds of fish, like salmon, redder the better, lighter doesn't necessarily mean worse, but if they smell the same, the red is newer, therefore fresher. Fish is easier to pick than meat, as filets are thinner, and you cant fuse them like chopped meat. Lots of times stores don't always want to do manager's specials, because when people see full packs of brown meat, they won't even pay the lower prices. Either get it ground for you on the spot, or as soon as you get home, make one cut down the center of the pack, and check. If there are two colors, return it immediately. They will never argue. :)
 

i smell it....when it's brown in the middle.....to make sure it hasn't gone completely south.  but getting the butcher to grind a batch right there for you is a good idea.....and i know they are generally equipped to do that for customers, because seems like i did get frustrated at one point and insisted on fresh ground.

and yea.....that was what i finally had to decide....that the whole "we pack it tight that's why it's brown" was complete bullshit and one whopper of a lie.  problem here in utah.....so far, is that ALL the hamburger packs are like that ....i mean all.  i wouldn't have to take it home and cut it in half, to know that the inside meat is going to be older browning meat.  it's a guarantee.  it does get to be a bit much, if there is only like a quarter inch of red over the brown.....in those cases, i should probably make the effort to take it back on principal. 

and i defended my own social security case.....which is not really like a real court, but it's still a judge and a panel.  and i wasn't seeing a doctor OR on medication at the time.....and the judge questioned the hell out of me, and the ruling was made solely on the basis of my testimony....that the judge determined i was honest.  it's actually kind of cool, that i have a document with government seal....ruling that i am an honest citizen.

i wrote a long ass comment on the blog before this one, i think it is.....where i got into the amount of lies the public is fed on a regular basis.  hell....every damn statistic they rattle off, will have so many spins to it that it's buzzing like a top by the time it hits your ears.  what a fucked up world.....

what i wouldn't give, for them to pull their heads out of their asses, and act like human beings.  you can sit there and tick off the lies in every commercial....every show.  and the news is sometimes the biggest fiction of them all......it's like upsy downsy world.....and i just pray that within the physics of alternate universes.....that there is a REAL world, somewhere out there....a world that understands the gift of reality, and holds a little more respect for the truth

 

Awesome poem, this is what happens to me when I try to cook, I get totally distracted with something creative!!!
When the smoke detector goes off the kids yell "Dinner is done!"
Hugs
Kristaline
 

lol....you goofy!  that's what my grandma always did, she would call her smoke detector the dinner bell.....*grins*

 

The really good liars get to be politicians or used car dealers.
 

just politicians.....according to John....car dealers that lie don't last very long in the business.....



 

I am in a situation now where someone close to me will lie about the most innocuous stuff.  Like you, it's something that has worn on me and I am not sure I really want to keep putting up with...

 

 

yea, it's hard to decide what makes it worth it. 

i suppose for me, a lot is my pride and not doing too well with the constant insult.  i mean, like does my sister really think i'm that stupid?  that every time she would make up some lame ass retarded excuse, i didn't know that that's all it was?  (but see....she knows every time...she knows that I KNOW.....and won't call her on it because any true caring is seen by these types....these liars....as a form of weakness they get to exploit)  and never makes sense, you know?  if someone is too tired or not in the mood to talk....just fucking say you are too tired or not in the mood to talk!  lol....i just don't get the need for always .....well, it feels like there is a rotating list of excuses, each one weaker than the last. 

and then i find it rather.....well, dismissive.....to ALWAYS be the one willing to give my time, and talk....while the other person is constantly making excuses to get off the phone.  it gets to be absurd.....and it's not me bugging and calling.  it's even when my sister would call me.....the minute i try to talk about something she doesn't like.....a lie pops out of her mouth to get off the phone.  and bottom line.....the bitch just doesn't care. 

i don't want to be associated with her.  at a snow play area after church last christmas....her kids are the obnoxious ones, going around and making other kids cry....with no regard or idea of what they are doing.  i am ashamed of them.  but thing is, it's not the kids fault....it's that my sister doesn't make much of an example.

but i'm done.....

this last time when she visited me for my birthday at the end of september......we are in the middle of a conversation on her kids and i'm trying to help and think of some help for her.....and she just does this "i have to go now" (with excuses of how important she is and all the work she did that makes her tired)  sort of thing.....like it's impossible for her to let a conversation finish of its own volition, and she ALWAYS has this thing of her time and her life being "so important" that she can't be bothered to finish a fucking conversation in any normal way. 

bottom line is it just got old......i can't take it any more, and have kept waiting for her to grow up.  but it's not happening.....and dawned on me that i don't HAVE to put up with her....i'm not her parent, and maybe grandma had to keep standing her.....but i get to put my life before hers.  and so i did.....because she was enhancing my life in NO way whatsoever.  and i'm doing a LOT better now....as in, shit.....how fucking bad was it, and why didn't i realize sooner?

but it's a hard decision to make, and i feel for you, John.  and the problem with ones accustomed to lying, is you can't talk to them about their lying.  because then they will try to turn it....and say YOU are imagining things.  it's part of that whole unable to take responsibility....something like that.  so you're left with not a whole hell of a lot you can do......put up with them if you think there might be growth or change.  or say good bye when you realize it's not going to happen. 

but to sacrifice oneself....and one's own integrity and happiness......for the sake of loving or caring about another person.....

well....what makes their happiness more important than your own?  and yes, love is putting someone else first.  but if they are never putting you first, is it even love?

that's sort of the logic i've had to look at....and what's strange is that what's finally given me help in not feeling guilty for my decision this week, is admitting that my sister has just become a big giant snob.  and i hate snobs....i have ALWAYS hated snobs, since the day i started school and the girls grouped off in these "cliches" so they could pretend they were better than everybody else.  it's like the main principal of my existence.....the one message of equality that i always try to preach and triumph. 

and my own sister was acting like she belonged to a club i couldn't join....and she used every little slight just the same as those kids in school.....and i took it for the sake of "love" and the fact that i always kept hope that she would grow out of such things. 

but like a good friend said, when i was talking with her......44 is a little old to be expecting any miracles at this point.  it's just not going to happen. 

and my sister might not be all that terrible.....and i'm just forced into some sort of position of vilifying her, for the sake of trying to find my own self-worth again that she has effectively stomped into the ground.  but whatever the case....the bottom line still remains that i am better off with that creature completely out of the picture.

so fuck it.....lol.....i have my own life.  and it's actually a pretty sweet one.....not many people get to sleep in every day and do whatever they want when they want.  i'm not proud of not working....but there's no law that says i can't enjoy it.   

sometimes the whole living alone business is lonely.....and i do things like responding to comments with a big long analysis that is more like a book.....*smiles*  but, when it comes right down to it.....feels good to assert that i deserve happiness.  and the person that thought i didn't.....well.....my last words to her, were "you don't deserve to know me." 

because she would sit there saying how she just wants me to be happy and everything else, she would say for instance how she would like to see me get a car again....but the reality was she was putting me down for not having a car in the first place, and she was working to make me feel bad about my realities, while at the same time effectively putting forth a caring face that anyone would agree just means she wants me to do better and really honestly cares.  but you see....that's one of the biggest lies of all....and you will see them play stuff like that as a sort of "proof" for feelings that are just not there, it's a very old game and my sister plays it very well.  but ANY AND EVERY appearance and act that she put on to make it appear she cared..... was just more lies.  it was a way to keep me around so she could sabotage and hurt me even more.....by doing more of the slights and snob shit and bullshit games.  you want to give them the benefit of the doubt.....but when you realize that any appearance of caring was just another lie, too....what can you do.  you can either feel all this sorrow on TOP of them making you feel like shit....

or you step away with the realization that you are a good person that doesn't deserve to be sacrificed on their alter of lies.

but that's MY situation.......and how i have had to deal with it.....mostly for sanity's sake.  you are strong, John.....a person that can give much for the sake of hope.  and that is not time spent unwell.....regardless of how things turn out.

E.



 

I have known compulsive liars and it's a sickness, a game, delusions. And there are those people in a professional capacity that twist the truth for their own gain at the expense of those with whom they hold to a high degree of trust...car mechanics, lawyers, plumbers, doctors, dentists, realtors...the list is endless. So caviat emptor (spelling?) is the rule of the day. To be a liar is gutless determination and cowardly avoidance I guess.

 

when you know the person has no lack, and is simply operating in a world that revolves around self....i suppose that is when lying manages to do the most damage.

 

You got all that from a conversation with a butcher?You're quite a bit more imaginative than i...
 

lol....combined with other frustrations surrounding other liars....