Bullshit Caller-Outer

Daily Meditation 729–2/25/2024

Your friend just got back from a big fishing trip. They were out West hunting, fishing, camping all over from Montana to Wyoming to the PacNWest.

“Oh man,” he starts, boots clicking on the side of the bar excitedly “I caughta Musky — musta been at least 55 pounds.”

“Oh bullshit!” you call them out with a laugh.

You’re in a booth at the fair when a loud man in Pit Vipers and cowboy boots approaches you in a MAGA hat.

After he signs a couple of your raffle entries, he tells you, again loudly, that “Trump is the best president ever” and that he’s “A rock solid Christian man.”

“Bullshit,” you mumble under your breath as he saunters away with a bellowing “Yeehaw!” sounding as he sees an (apparent) long lost friend.

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We sure love to call out other peoples’ bullshit, don’t we.

The big fish.
The obnoxious claims.
The overt stroking of egos.
The exaggerated career heights.

But it’s all too easy to spot and thus to “call out” other peoples’ “bullshit.”

We must work to build up our self-bullshit detectors to better find our own bullshit. “Everyone likes…