I interupt, I say " its a lie you know?" they both look at me waiting for me to finish " its not really seattles best coffee" the conclusion of my sentence washed the look of puzzlement off of their faces replacing it with a huge smile. Just then Alaska Airlines crackled over the PA "now baording this bullshit flight to DC" we all pause as if recieveing the word of god, eyes cast upwards and then return to the conversation. The older of the two sieks Stands up and as he does he says in an almost unintelligible accent " there is no room in this world for truth son". At that moment, I realized his smile was not for my "whit" in noticing the inequity of corporate namesakes but rather at the ignorant childlike conception I held of truth.

DC was a lot of BS. The nature of which I will name in no uncertain terms. If I had to name any inherent truth throughout the entirety of the trip that existed un-molested and pure, it was that moment in the airport. Maybe the best I can hope for is a life of kindness towards others with fleeting moments of truth...

The degree to which we participate in bullshit is dictated by both our
willingness and ability to do so and our awareness of it. That is to say, some
people are more aware of bullshit than other people, still again some people are acutely aware of bullshit and have a high tolerance for it, thus allowing them the opportunity to be an active participant in society. Myself, I am extremely aware of hypocrisy and half truths, perhaps because I am so full of both of these things, If my experiment thus far in life has taught me anything about bullshit it is that most people simply accept it for one reason or another, as the way things are, or they tell themselves the half truth that they will grow out of it, but really they will grow into it.