An excerpt from Bernard Shaw’s ‘Pygmalion’ (which I am reading now and enjoying very well):
PICKERING: Have you no morals, man?
DOOLITTLE [unabashed]: Can’t afford them, Governor. Neither could you if you was as poor as me. Not that I mean any harm, you know. But if Liza is going to have a bit out of this, why not me too?
Of course, moral codes and empty-stomachs cannot co-exist.
But the well educated and well doing, rich enough people? Shouldn’t they be at least honest? I am not talking about white lies – but serious hiding of things.
And it hurts when it is someone who’s close to me. Even when the dishonesty is not towards me. The idol breaks!
Would people do wrong, if they knew for sure that they won’t be exposed? I guess, many would. But isn’t there a conscience to which one is answerable?
‘Economy of life’ itself is a good reason to be honest. To lie – book keeping of who knows the truth, who knows which version etc. – is expensive.
Trustworthiness, integrity, credibility – one can never exaggerate their importance. Who am I to demand that others should be honest and trustworthy? I could only suggest, but the choice is ultimately theirs.
With a quote from Bernard Shaw himself, I shall wind up my write up.
The liar's punishment is not in the least that he is not believed, but that he cannot believe anyone else.
Anyway, here are some pictures from my Weinheim/Heidelberg/Heppenheim trip – some towns in the south-west Germany.
Signing off, Sands.