Beneath the shimmer and sheen of ethical proclamations lies the gut-wrenching sediment of truth.
Ethics: a beautifully packaged lie we tell ourselves as our hands drown in the might-have-been.
Satire is the only truth-teller left willing to stand against the tsunami of morals.
Irony is not the opposite of sincerity, dear reader, but its ugly twin, thumbed nose at charity, peeling back the velvet cover from Pandora’s unkempt box.
"Better", we quibble, behind our gilded cages and diamond chains yoked truths to lies.
The real prize? To reason beyond reason amidst chaos that holds no brief for virtue.
Dive deeper into the abyss:
Bitter Words, Sweet Lies
Skeletons in the Dubious Closet