It is not a lie, because there is no such thing as a lie, because there is no such thing as objective truth: there is your truth, my truth, his truth, and her truth. My narrative is my truth, and your privilege can’t take that from me.
(OK, back to the real world.)
Remember the ‘I will sing you the song of my people’? That’s what the occupy/Ferguson thugs are doing. We’re supposed to regard the destruction as human expressionist art.
What else can you do when your race card is declined for being way over the limit and unpaid for months?
Reality is a social construct (using postmodern deconstructionist language).
There is no reality. Pass the hash pipe.