When I was a kid, truth meant something. Facts were truth and truth were facts.
Somewhere, maybe thanks to the ’90s, facts became obsolete and truth became whatever the beholder deemed it to be.
Today you can have a conversation with someone and present facts, but they’ll argue that those aren’t facts. They have their own truths by which they stand. But their truths aren’t facts, not real facts. And, how is it I can even write a sentence that contains the words real facts? How have we entered into an existence where facts can be argued? I’m not talking about the meaning of the facts, but the facts themselves.
How can we begin to have intelligent conversations if facts are not accepted truths?
And this entire line of thought was because I saw someone’s sole byline on twitter was: “I stand for truth.” My reaction was: you stand for your own truth.
If truth is no longer the same as facts and if we each currently have our own truth, does standing for truth even mean anything anymore?