It all starts with Santa Claus. Like most kids, I declared a belief in him longer than I actually did believe in him for fear of not getting as many, or as good, presents when I finally fessed up. And, like most kids, even though I knew the myth wasn’t true I still felt disappointed, betrayed even, when I asked my mom if he was real and she admitted no. Participating in the fraud brings us all a lot of pleasure. It’s an innocuous lie. We played it with our own daughter. But it’s still a lie, and when it’s revealed as such we lose a little magic and replace it with a little cynicism.
Don't Fake It Till You Make It
Don't Fake It Till You Make It
Don't Fake It Till You Make It
It all starts with Santa Claus. Like most kids, I declared a belief in him longer than I actually did believe in him for fear of not getting as many, or as good, presents when I finally fessed up. And, like most kids, even though I knew the myth wasn’t true I still felt disappointed, betrayed even, when I asked my mom if he was real and she admitted no. Participating in the fraud brings us all a lot of pleasure. It’s an innocuous lie. We played it with our own daughter. But it’s still a lie, and when it’s revealed as such we lose a little magic and replace it with a little cynicism.