Fictions and Lies

We live in an age of government lies, deceits and informal concealment. It is not that it is not so in the past but it has become expertly managed and done as a matter-of-course. The actions, or non-actions, of the U.S. government are well documented in the last few years; and the Canadian government's actions have just started to fall under scrutiny. Take the flag-lowering story for example; it is done without apology, hiden behind the grieve and need for privacy of the families of the fallen soldiers. The whole things is predetermined to pluck at the heart string and misdirect the general public to see things in their opposite. It is a very melodramatic move, very tabloid. When news becomes inundated with such lies and spins, where can we look for some sense of truth? Ironically, one of the places for this is the fictional world. People who have been watching French independent films in the last decade or so were not surprised by the race riot there a few months ago. And the audience of the Constant Gardener are not surprise to read the Washington Post's report on Pfizer's illegal drug test in Nigeria. Has the time that desperately needs the storyteller's conscience returned? Or has it never left?