Check out this video on honesty. You’ll love it. Honestly. Would we lie to you? (We wouldn’t, because we’ve watched this video. So seriously, click it.)
It can be tempting to tell a little fib
now and again.
Whether you're trying to get out of unwanted social plans
or you forgot something you were responsible for, [teacher talking to a student]
or you want something done your way.
Lying will always be there to help you.
And if we can get all these cool benefits
from stretching the truth a little, well, heck,
why not lie all the time? [woman giving thumbs up to two men]
Well, here's the thing.
Lying can be risky business.
Take us for example.
We once made the bold claim that using Shmoop
would give you better grades and the power of flight.
And, well... [boy jumping from the roof top of a house]
[ police siren ]
Disclaimer done? Okay, great, moving on.
Many of us lie to cover our own hides.
Whether we really wanna win our tennis match
so we call a ball out that was definitely in,
or we desperately wanna be the valedictorian [woman playing tennis]
so we cheat on math tests and claim the grades as our own,
basically we lie to make ourselves look better.
But what happens when the web we weave gets a little too tangled?
What happens when our coach notices [image of a spider web wet with water]
we're calling shots incorrectly and suspends us from the team?
Or when our teacher sees our eyes
wandering and gives us an automatic F?
Not only do we lose any chance we have of succeeding,
we're branded as dishonest.
And being branded as something [two women talking to each other at the corridor]
rarely makes life easy.
Just ask our friend Hester.
So even if we might lose most of our matches
and we get straight Cs in math,
at least we're doing it honestly. [boy holding his Math Report Card with C grade]
And we heard somewhere that's the best policy.
That's not to say you should tell the truth in every situation
no matter what.
If a buddy of yours is diagnosed with cancer
and given a ten percent chance of survival,
you probably won't tell them that
odds are they're gonna die. [two friends visiting another friend at the hospital]
Instead, you tell them they're strong and they're gonna live.
Maybe it's not the truth,
but if it boosts your buddy's spirits,
there's a higher power here at work, right?
If you're at a club and an aggressive guy demands
your number, well, guess what? it's okay to give Meathead [man asking a woman for her number]
a fake number. If your safety is at stake,
it's okay to tell a lie.
And heck, when this cute little face
asks you if Santa Claus is real,
are you gonna be the Grinch?
Or are you gonna keep the magic alive just a little bit longer? Hmm? Hmm?
And let's not forget about being honest with numero uno. [man with a tray of cookies and milk]
Lying to yourself might help you deal with things you're afraid to face,
but it'll also keep everything bottled up inside.
If 8th grade science taught us anything,
it's that things that are bottled up [someone throwing a bottle of soda on the floor]
tend to go boom.
And since we don't wanna see you go boom
any time soon, be honest with yourself.
Maybe you're realizing your religious [man looking at himself in the mirror and crying]
or political views differ from those of your family.
Maybe you don't wanna find a prince after all.
No matter what you're keeping in,
it'll feel a whole lot better once you let it out. [ fart noise ]
Nice. Real mature.
We can't tell you when to be honest and when to lie, [girl announcing the award for honesty]
but as a general rule of thumb,
if you're gonna pull a Kanye,
probably keep it to yourself.
If you're pulling a Rose and making Jack
feel better about becoming a popsicle,
well, go ahead and lie. [woman on a wooden plank floating on water]
But seriously, there was room for both of them.
Look at the door. Clearly they could've fit.
[ clears throat ] Where were we?
All right, right. Honesty. It's a pretty good policy.
Check it out. It might make your life a happier one.
Sorry, we're not having another flying Shmoop-er fiasco on our hands. [boy at the hospital with a plaster in his hand]
[ groan ]