Show 0 BY BROWM BROWN LEE la YATES A friend of mine calls all ill polite doute people liars I 1 cant agree but buti I 1 heed him because he has perfected the polite lie he for the sake of manners ta anners alone not not for self politeness he explains is fat bening smothers others an conceit for your own benefit not his as you pretend oh the delightful hypocrisy of az so and sos s bowing and smiling toy Iny friend mutters to himself as he be bows and smiles to so and so oh the pleasurable falsehood in his solicitude aft after my business my wife my diverl if be he cared about them how could he wait this lone long to call my office my home my ray doctor to inquire although he is a casual acquaintance he just feels I 1 might throw some trade bis his ibay way if he can reach my conceit through my liver he cant reach my conc concefta conceit eft but he gates gains my envy because he is master of the feigned reigned solicitude licit ude I 1 admire his affable how are you as if I l cared many times ive tried to return him a more gallant forgery of concern all within the bounds of good etiquette and without an anything g as crude as pretended concern for his duodenal ulcer thusly my friend talks to him self beneath bis his suave words to others he is a leader in the re fined circle where the genteel and consummate lie he is currency but as he has reached the top and no longer seeks to increase his wealth or raise his station courteous iru insincerity sincerity is just a hobby with him now not as a means of survival he is wealthy enough to tell the truth and be labeled an eccentric but be he continues his lying tying lying as an art not as self pro motion he has developed a passion for the congenial whopper forets own sake and shudders with abhorrence in memory of the few truths he has blurted out in ceremonial society so be he spends his leisure polishing bagood his good manners sandpapering sand papering out little truthful utterances here and there making little sham testo show his friends |