Pants, on fire

Remember the time when that guy stepped forward, admitted culpability, apologized for his mistake and moved to make it right? Yeah, me neither. Because lately, the news is full of examples of everyone, from politicians to elite athletes to average Joes, with their trousers around their ankles, their underpants on red hot fire and only denials or excuses to explain their sad state of affairs.

No wonder our children lie. They learn how from the experts: their parents, their heroes, their civic leaders, their politicians, their media (sometimes two for one, right Mike Duffy and Pamela Wallin?). Before punishing them for such bad behaviour, we should put ourselves in a collective time out and all go to bed without dinner.

Einstein said the true definition of insanity was doing the same thing over and over and expecting different results. So why do we continue to think we’ll get away with it?

Here’s a novel idea: How about we just tell the truth? How about we admit it when we make a mistake? How about we don’t waste time covering it up, sneaking out back doors, denying access and worst of all, making excuses for it? How about we use that precious time to fix it, and win back the hearts and minds of our public?

I know, crazy, isn’t it?