…..I don’t want anything tangible from you. Nothing. Squat. You have given me the greatest gift of all—complete honesty—and everything else pales in comparison to that majestic offering. You gave me crushing news with both barrels blazing and didn’t spare my feelings one iota, and now I have this ugly truth hand-delivered by you to confront and to grapple with in my mind as I struggle searching for a solution to my myriad character deficiencies, if they in truth even exist. According to you they do, but who really knows for sure? Honesty is the most slippery and elusive and subjective of all pseudo-emotions, and just because you say something is so doesn’t necessarily make it so. You aren’t God, after all, even if you pretend to be on far too many occasions ……
Fred's Soapbox 