My cousin Norm had a neighbor Jimmy.  One time my cousin came over to our house with Jimmy and they declaired that they knew everything that could be known (and they weren’t even teenagers!).  So my brother and I set about to stump them.  It didn’t take long before we were asking questions about how certain things happened and they would dissertate and pontificate about how things went down.  Lies.  All lies.  More lies than a politican on trial.  More lies than I had heard from one stream of consciousness ever.  But it was entertaining.

The obvious stupidity of Norm & Jimmy’s truthiness made an important statement: it is better to say that you don’t know than to lie your way out of anything.  Confessing that I don’t know anything about why worms are tasty treats to fish is much better than coming up with stories involving schools of fish being taught to eat the worms… really.