One of these days, I will write a story. That story will not have a blurb that will say anything along the lines of, "In this world/situation, everything is not as it seems."
That is because, in my story, everything will be as it seems. The hero will truly be a hero, the villain will truly be a villain, good will really be good, and evil will really be evil. Appearances may be deceiving, but the truth will not be deceiving. Evil may lie and cheat, but good will not.
That will be my story.
It will bomb, no one will read it, and the critics will bash it from one end of this country to the other.
But I will have said the truth. And the truth will never change.
The most important question really ought to be: How many of us can content ourselves with merely the true and the good? It's not an easy thing.
And so we start bending the rules a little so the world will like us. Compromising, giving a little here and a little there. But is any amount of compromise good?
...This post also appears to have been written after reading one too many philosophy books...
In Pace Christi,