--- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, "raunchydog" <raunchy...@...> wrote: > > --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, "authfriend" <jstein@> wrote: > > > > --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, Vaj <vajradhatu@> wrote: > > <snip> > > > The TMO is now publishing "research" in UFO journals. > > > > No, it isn't. Vaj is lying. > > Geez, Judy you caught Vaj in three whopper in a > row. Jackpot!
I *do* not understand the liar's mentality, especially that of the casual, reflexive liars like Vaj and Barry. Maybe if they never got caught at it and it gave them some advantage, it would make sense; but these two are such incompetent liars they get caught at it *all the time*. What on earth is the point? Does it give them some sort of charge to lie? Is it a thrill? Is it a self-destructive urge, a subconscious impulse to demonstrate what inadequate human beings they are? I mean, they must be getting some kind of powerful internal reinforcement that makes them feel either good or less bad, regardless of the fact they aren't getting any external reinforcement. Does it have to do with upbringing? Did their parents constantly lie to them? Did they have to constantly lie to their parents to avoid brutal treatment or withdrawal of love? Do they suffer private guilt for lying but are compelled to do it anyway? It really does seem as though it must be an issue of psychic survival. Is reality so unpleasant, so intolerable, to them that the only way they can make it through the day is to pretend things are otherwise than they are? Do they actually *believe* their own lies? How do they reconcile their dishonesty with their spiritual values? How in the *heck* can you feel you've made your case in a discussion if you've had to lie to do it? I just find the whole syndrome deeply mysterious.
