Ethical liars
Our morality is not quite so black-and-white as we sometimes like to believe
One of my earliest memories, I must have been four or five, is when my mother, to her embarrassment, forgot her hairdresser’s appointment. As she rang to make a new one, she made up an excuse for missing it, involving a wholly fictitious sudden illness of my baby sister. “Isn’t that lying?”, I asked her as she…