“…lies, if indulged in, can be as addictive as heroin”
We’ve all done it: You’re telling a story and you exaggerate something, or even invent a “fact”, for dramatic effect. Later, someone tells the story to someone else, who then comes to you about the story. And, for a millisecond, you have no idea what they are talking about, until you remember your embellished tale. From that moment on you are locked within the tale the way that you told it, lies and all.
There is a film entitled “Con Man” about James Hogue who wrangled himself into Princeton under the assumed name of Alexi Santana who invented a whole history for himself, none of it true. One day he and his lies were found out, he was expelled from Princeton, and effectively disappeared for some years before the documentary-maker managed to track him down. The thing is that James/Alexi did the same thing in High School, inventing a persona…
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