And I hate it!
I was visiting an apartment to rent. It was spacious, had an excellent closet, was well furnished, and was close to the sea.
And a fair price.
However, it was far from the metro station.
As I am new to the city, I asked the real estate agent if it rained a lot in the city. And she replied that it hardly rains.
Why did she lie to me?
I just had to ask someone else, who had no personal interests to find out the truth.
True that was confirmed when searching on Google.
Lying is an offense.
When someone lies to you, it is saying that you do not have enough intelligence to discover the truth.
And I hate to be called a donkey.
We live in a world governed by the relativism that falsely claims that truths are not absolute.
But … it either rains or it doesn’t rain. I was the one who was going to get wet at the metro station. This does not depend on a point of view or philosophies.
Life is like this.
I hate being called a donkey
The lie is bad. Bad for those who hear it, and bad for those who speak it.
The organism, knowing the truth, reacts to lies. This makes it possible to create a lie detector, the polygraph.
It is not for me to assess whether it is legally valid. The fact is that it is based on the physiological reaction of a person who is lying.
Something that mothers know how to do naturally with their children.
Needless to say, the realtor lost a client. I can’t do business with anyone who thinks I’m stupid.