The boat yeah you know she’s rockin’ it
And the truth well you know there’s no stoppin’it
–Jack White/Denial Twist
According to the song, you can’t stop the truth.
Is that true?
I tend to think so, mostly.
Some people are really good at holding the truth in, but it seems like the it usually manages to squeeze its way out of any available crevice.
First I was going to say “like toothpaste” but then I thought that it would sound better to say it is more like water…and really, how far could I carry that toothpaste analogy? (Note to self: see what you can do with the toothpaste analogy as a mental exercise. No one will want to see THAT.)
Right. Truth is like water.
Water is so…so….what?
Simultaneously benign and bad-ass.
Watch your kids run through the sprinkler laughing on a hot Summer day, or watch a flooded river tear your home right off its foundation and float it away.
You need water to keep you alive. Water dripping on a rock can wear a hole right through it given enough time. Water can suck you into a whirlpool and kill you. Water inside of you, water in the ocean. (Must resist the urge to throw some Talking Heads verses in…must…resist)
Strong through softly unyielding persistence or through big crashing, explosive waves.
The truth can behave the same way as water. As essential to our well being as water, as insidiously and gradually dangerous as the damage from a tiny invisible water leak or as dramatically and immediately destructive as a tsunami…the truth with generally find its way out into the world. Ready or not. Here it comes.
The truth can be as sweet and soulful as telling your first boyfriend you love him or as mind blowing as telling your husband you’re addicted to gambling and have been embezzling from work.
Water to sustain you, or water to carry your whole life away.
(Disclaimer–I’m not addicted to gambling or embezzling from anyone.)
People tend to discover who you and what you really are, no matter how you try to hide it. You’re better off just letting the truth flow out of you. Channel that energy you’d waste keeping it inside of you into something else. Something cool. Something you’ve always wanted.
Be ready to share it, to hear it.
No one really wants a truth tsunami, although it would be a relatively good band name.
Have a big glass of water now.
Bonus lyric, just because I like it:
If you think holding hands is all in the fingers,
Grab hold of the soul where the memory lingers, and
Make sure to never do it with a singer
Cause he’ll tell everyone in the world
What he was thinking about the girl.