HONOR SYSTEM? HOLD THE HONOR

The problem with the ‘honor system’ is the definition.

From merriam-webster.com:

: a system (as at a college) whereby persons are trusted to abide by the regulations (as for a code of conduct) without supervision or surveillance

The idea of honor doesn’t work when people who know better decide to ditch honor for the definition spit out by a slimy man with no idea of honor.

A feeling of dread seeps in when church people ignore the teachings of the Bible for the non-stop babble of a desperate old man spiraling out of control as he circles the drain.

After listening to, and believing wholeheartedly, the evil spew of a lying, cheating, flag-humping dreamboat of a man, honor takes a break.

People who serve themselves first are not good role models for the honor system wherever it may be deployed. Why is that?

It starts with trust. Take the covid pandemic for example.

Science tries to explain the problem and the steps toward a solution.

The virus had many obstacles to understanding, one of which was a nutcase conspiracy dupe completely comfortable on the national stage giving hokum advice.

From apnews.com:

Dr. Stella Immanuel, a physician from Houston whom Trump described as spectacular, promotes hydroxychloroquine as a sure-fire cure for the coronavirus. She claims to have successfully treated 350 people “and counting,” including older patients and some with underlying medical conditions.

“You don’t need masks, there is a cure,” Immanuel says in the video. But in videos posted to her Facebook page, Immanuel regularly wears masks while preaching during religious events.

How would the honor system work with the good doctor? Would you rate her advice better or worse than the other quacky voices of 2020?

Personal Honor Is Not Systemic

The idea of honor starts early and close to home.

The quarter you stole from your mom’s purse in 1964 still haunts you. Back then a quarter got you a bag of candy. A big bag. Too big, so you threw some of it away after an ant infestation.

You felt so bad that you only stole a dime next time? The honor part is not stealing. Getting away with it makes honor difficult for some.

Personal honor gets in the way when people are driven the wrong direction and keep going.

The tender memories of first love should be stored in a lockbox forever. The sweet girl from junior high at the first dance who knew how to get you out on the dance floor? And you trusted her to hold up her end and not make you look like more of a dork?

That’s a forever memory until you learn she’s a maniacal MAGA hat wearing, terror screaming, member of a group occupied by dimwitted followers of a disgraced shaman in a business suit.

Where’s the key to that lockbox?

If you find the key, toss a few other memories out while you’ve got it open.

There’s the guy your wife remembers as a true spirit of peace and love. They had a chance for something special together, but the timing wasn’t right.

Years, decades, after they both went their separate ways, Peace and Love gets married a few times and leaves wreckage in his wake. He rings up his old flame and tells her he’s passing through town and let’s get together.

It works for him like it always has. Why not call and get together. Ignoring that that’s how he got divorced a few times, he’s got nothing to lose, no strings attached.

But she’s got an angry husband with a track record of dealing with the borders of wife rules, just waiting for the right moment to drop any man in violation.

Stand Up For The Honor System

Without trying to sound too corny and old fashioned, the biggest promise ever invented for the honor system is getting married.

When you say “I Do” what you’re really saying is “I Will.”

It goes like this:

“Remember the horn-dog woman doing stripper moves on the dance floor and how I dodged and re-directed her to others?”

Who’s a good boy? Me, until this:

“She did the same thing with me.”

“Did she do a deep squat in time to the music and shake her head back and forth an inch from your crotch?”

“Yes.”

“Did she back it up and twerk like she had an itch to scratch?”

“Yes.”

“So it wasn’t just my overpowering babe-magnetism that made her do it?”

“It’s whatever you want it to be, but she did the same routine with me.”

“I don’t remember that.”

“And I’m not surprised.”

“She seemed like she wanted to take a break in the parking lot.”

“I think she did. Then she got divorced to date a man half her age.”

“It’s not me.”

“Was it ever you?”

“Probably closer to you.”

Honor The Living, The Dead, But Not The Living Dead

If someone tells you how stupid you are, it goes one of two ways:

You disagree, or you agree.

Disagree when an obviously ignorant bastard tries to convince you how smart they are by making you feel stupid.

That’s a learned tactic to sway otherwise normal people into doubt.

Consider the man who says he likes women with ‘daddy issues.’ Is that a power move or pathetic?

I’ve yet to meet the woman who says she likes men with ‘mommy issues.’ If they suspect mommy issues they usually run. If not, they don’t know about any issues until it’s too late.

Standing up for the honor system means ignoring the ‘No one will know the difference,’ lie.

It’s a bad idea, the wrong idea. Trust is stronger with a do-it-yourself approach.

Hanging your hat, and your health, on the lights-out day dreams of an irresponsible, bone-headed, mirror-gazing dipshit might not work in your best interest.

The honor system knows who won the last Presidential election, that bleach and bright lights don’t cure the coronavirus, that cheating on wife after wife is not honorable.

Do we know on May 16, 2021 that the riot of Jan. 6, 2021 was not a normal tourist visit?

In the words of the honor system, I do.

So do you.

Will you wear a mask if you’re not vaccinated?