Alternate Universe

In 2016 I experienced entering the Twilight Zone. First was my battle with Anasa which I will discuss in future posts. But it’s a long story. Second I couldn’t understand politics. Now I am obsessed with politics, and I don’t even want to be. The main thing I can’t grasp is how so many people can follow such a windbag liar. I’ll call him Donald Duck.
Mostly I see a lot of bragging which I find boring. He ain’t pretty. He’s uneducated, simple-minded, etc. Why do these people believe him? I think I just realized he is a good liar. First, he got almost half of the American population to believe Obama was born in Kenya. Now he continues to spew illogic. He contradicts himself. Not my kind of guy.
Not that I haven’t lied plenty myself, as my high school roommates and classmates can attest (Pat, Vicky, Jenny, Gael). It was only as I began to quit using heroin the I promised myself to avoid lying. I couldn’t stop my addiction, but I could change my character, change my intentions, and change the way I talked to people.
I started to watch how lawyers interact. The way they avoid outright lying.
The many different ways a person can shade the truth if they want to. I discovered it is better to not lie in the first place.
I read that Nixon liked to lie. Why? It seems like a lot of work to me to lie on purpose.