Honesty

I remember a bold moment of honesty. We were at university and one of the girls was having some conversation with few boys in between classes. I am not sure what was it about but a friend of mine could not stand anymore and decided to share an honest comment with a girl. He approached the girl and said: “I can not think any man approaching you for anything but sex“.

It was a rare moment where someone puts aside all social rules and dares to put thoughts as they are. You know, like a piece of shit suddenly drop in the middle, smelly and ugly that nobody can pretend  that it is not there. You should be really really honest/daring person to do such things or you should have nothing to loose (everybody hates you already). 

I think he is in the first category. I remember him when I manage to catch some honest words just before they escape from my mouth. 

For me the radio reporter from The District was from the second category. I don’t remember if he ever had a face. He had this distinct voice coming out while camera is roaming over the city, criticizing Chief Jack Mannion. You would tolerate the others, they were human. But he would not. You would hate him having such hard comments without any understanding. After all they all were trying their best.

When I was preaching for intranet blogs in the company I thought about the second one. My unsuccessful attempt was not like that because I was a real human, meaning vulnerable. I turned the focus on myself to be on safe side and did my criticism through my own mistakes. Ironically, you are safer if you put yourself in the target mark. But, I missed the existence of such a voice in the company. A voice with honesty. It is almost like a super hero behind his mask. Someone that would dare to say you suck to… you know, to the ones who suck.