Yesterday Paul and I were talking after another riveting Westworld episode. We talked about sentient androids, which led to a conversation about sex with those androids.
As you may recall, Paul said that if he ever went to Westworld, he wouldn’t have sex with robots.
I knew – and he knew – that he was lying.
I mean, I can’t really blame the dude.
I mean, I can, but would I? They’re robots.
Anyway, we started talking about how he always tells me, “Always truthing, never lying.” Which, to me, means he lies. Not like crazy “I have another family in California but lied to you about it” lies. Just little lies in which he thinks the truth may offend me.
He knows that his wife is a delicate pretzel. Tiny, salty, easily breakable, leaves a mess.
I said that was a slippery slope. Today, you might say the shirt looks good on me when it doesn’t. Five years from now, you may be schtupping someone who’s not even a robot. (I have a tendency to go to extremes.)
I’m fairly certain our marriage would never get to that point because we’re pretty open with each other – I mean, we’re talking about sex with androids, for Christ’s sake. I realize people change, of course, but I think any partnership will work if you both agree to put work into it. Relationships are hard. Every day isn’t, “OH MY GOD I LOVE THIS PERSON.” Some days it’s more like, “I choose to tolerate you today.”
It’s just an interesting concept to me. How often do we lie to people to spare their feelings? You know, not every lie is the worst one ever. Someone may say to their actress bestie, “Your audition was ON POINT!” even though she fucked it up six ways from Sunday and they both know it.
Is the difference that I can tell when my husband’s trying to protect my fragile, fragile ego? (Because I can, and I call him out, and we laugh about it.)
This isn’t to say that I don’t trust my relationship; I do. I understand Paul’s reasoning behind the little lies we joke about, for example. I just don’t think it’s necessary. But if I look at it the other way from me to him, I might do the same. Maybe we’re just a liar duo who love each other very much and don’t want to hurt tiny unimportant feelings.
Anyway, food for thought. I don’t really know how I feel about this, so…
Love your loved ones. Gnight.