A false narrative is a perspective on events that does not include nor address the factual elements of those events. Succinctly, a view containing one or more fundamental attribution errors.
For example, to say it did not rain in Seattle on May 2, 1986 if one did not verify/validate the various sources of factual, meteorological data present, would be to create a false narrative.
That one may believe it rained at that location on that date is an opinion, not a fact.
A fact is created when a given number of credible experts (in context) establish and concur on the accuracy and validity of details and sequencing of actions, behaviors, witnesses, etc.
When I say to you that you perpetuate a false narrative, I am stating that you are choosing to uphold a false narrative rather than work to verify/validate the facts.
Your denial is not a rebuttal as your only stipulation is entirely circular – your belief, your perspective…. your way or the highway, as usual.
That you continue to declare your perspective as fact is no longer a surprise.
That you continue to declare your unwillingness to verify/validate the facts of our shared history is your status quo; I think something about the identify you have created for yourself demands that your version of history remain intact and unassailable, regardless its factual inaccuracies.
A narrative that cannot be questioned is, at best, a fable and, at worst, rhetoric.
To grind the analogy into dust – you are saying that not only did it not rain in Seattle on May 2, 1986, but that you will no longer even consider the matter, let alone checking with the weather service, the farmer’s almanac, the local paper, or any other credible authority…. for reasons, you prefer the false narrative.
A significant part of this false narrative rests in asserting you are completely reconciled with past problems and none of that history today affects you. The next time you swear by statement to me that you hold nothing of your history in you today, maybe consider that every human does and that, perhaps, that false narrative isn’t working any better for you or others than this one.
The first and most pointed proof of the rebuttal being the reality that this conversation (if it can even be called that at this point) isn’t happening over lunch or in one of our respective living rooms over a weekend visit.
I ponder if you can understand why it might have mattered to me to know you’re having major surgery before it happened rather than after; likely not, since it also didn’t occur that being informed weeks after (if at all) is hurtful.
And so it goes…. am I going to have to block you again, or can you just leave me alone since you aren’t willing to have me included in “our family”… guess we’ll see.
Obligatory Haikus:
You want me to care | So you tell me the bad things | Never the good ones
I want you to care | So I tell you this is so | You never hear me