In many circles, even the slightest of exaggeration has been deemed such an egregious offence that it has cost jobs and high-profile CEOs the end of their impressive pay cheques.
So, what, then, of Justin Trudeau?
When I was in the job hunt, for example, which was sadly more recent than distant, I always stumbled over the post-secondary education section of my resume, which also included a certificate in marketing from the Queen’s University School of Business.
It was a legitimate inclusion, even though the marketing course, while intensive, was only a week in duration.
But? And this was the big but. Did I have a degree in journalism from Ryerson University, or not?
The answer, technically, was no. I had a diploma in journalism from a post-secondary college called the Ryerson Polytechnic Institute, which was still years away from dishing out degrees.
But links to RPI in the digital age did not exist.
So, when it came to the post-secondary education section of my resume, I simply wrote, “Journalism, Ryerson.”
Which brings me back to Justin Trudeau. Without doubt, he certainly wowed the audience at the University of Chicago last week, and those who were studying civic politics at the school’s Institute of Politics appeared to be captivated by him.
He came out, shirt sleeves rolled up, and gave what appeared to be an unscripted monologue on his younger years — privileged, well-travelled, well-connected, et cetera — and what finally led him to enter politics against his previous better judgment.
If I were in that audience, and at the age of most of the attendees, I would have been wowed too.
Trudeau’s father wowed me into voting for him — once — when I was around the same age, and therefore just as naïve and malleable.
But that’s political water under a long-crumbled bridge.
During his pre-amble to his student-based audience in Chicago, however, what struck me was Justin Trudeau stating that, as a teacher, he taught pre-law to Grade 12 students.
This was news to me.
At that point in his life, and seemingly even since, Trudeau had not studied law, yet here he was telling a young audience of future political staffers that he taught pre-law to students about to graduate from high school in British Columbia.
On what pretext, and on what authority? His father was a lawyer, yes, but does genetics pass down the education gene and allow one to teach pre-law with no credentials?
If it does, then I am entitled to tout myself as an insurance underwriter like my long-departed dear old dad.
But I do not think it will fly if closely inspected.
Trudeau also told the University of Chicago crowd nothing about his days as a bouncer, a drama teacher, or a snow-boarding instructor, but that he returned to university following his teaching gig “for a few years of engineering.”
This, too, is also bit of an exaggeration if his biography is accurate.
He studied engineering back in Montreal for all of one year.
A “few,” at the very least, suggests three.
Is this nitpicking, or is this embellishment?
It would appear that our prime minister must learn how to control his tongue.
In this day and age, when U.S, President Donald Trump’s very word is being analyzed for veracity, why would Justin Trudeau think his every word would not be scrutinized for truth, especially when virtually everything today is captured on video?
No, ego for sure.
Source: Toronto Sun