Pure, undiluted, straight-up, two-fisted, knock down, drag out, feed to the komodo dragon truth. You can't hide from it. You can't ignore it. It will shred pretty prose like wet toilet paper and will punch through the veneer of a disguise and use the splinters to pick the remnants of self-satisfied smugness from its teeth. So face it square on. You might actually find it's a helping hand coming at you.