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| I passed this place as a kid when I would go to work with my father, back when he managed the lounge and recreation area for the Plaza 400 building on East 56th Street. I would ask my dad who Dag was and my Dad would say he was a famous singer in Sweden, like their Frank Sinatra. |
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| By the time I was 7, I already knew that a lot of the crap that came out of my father's mouth was a lie. Well, it was more of a joke, but still counts as a lie, especially because he never really admitted to the lie, even when you busted him. He'd just shrug his shoulders and say, "Have it your way." |
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| That's the tower to the left. One Dag Hammarskold Plaza is the one to the right. |
Jokes, hyperbole, and debatable truths are NOT lies and should not be counted as such. They just havent been around long enough to become real.
ReplyDelete-I had this same conversation with a lawyer that was grilling me on the witness stand. He said I was lying through omission! What does that even mean? It's his job to question me, not my job to spill my guts.