When I was in college, I was an electrical engineering major living in a linear thinking and formula driven reality. My idea of a good time was to go to Circuit City and ask the sales people questions they couldn't answer. I was in a local saloon one evening, and overheard some gentlemen having deliberate discussions regarding matters only known to them. After a few nights, I learned that the gentlemen were a group of Poly Sci majors and they had started a lying club intended to be used as a career development tool. These gentlemen classed lying within the arts and sciences, which intrigued my linear mind. I introduced myself one evening, and was allowed to observe the proceedings. I came to realize that there is something artistic in the construction of a good lie, and a good, square, solid lie is a scientific triumph. Eventually, I was permitted to participate. Everyone was required to have a pseudonym for the club, and dogmatic prevaricator was born. To lie well is meritorious and there's money in it. Through the club, I became personally acquainted with some of today's most prominent liars in Washington, DC, who have made colossal fortunes simply by lying, or to speak with gloved words about finances, investments, and foreign policy.

If you must choose between two evils, pick the one you've never tried before.