The Eyes Have It

It has been said that the eyes are the windows to the soul.  Here are my eyes. Can you see into my soul?  Really?  What does it tell you about me? 
​I ask sincerely.  It is so easy to be fooled nowadays, it seems.  I read about scammers and con men (and women) on a daily basis.  I read, yet another case, in the newspaper over the weekend.  To my shame, my first instinct is to blame the victim, call them fools, too trusting, too gullible, too naïve.  But really that is not fair.
​We are already aware of the harm that sociopaths and psychopaths can inflict, those folks who have no moral compass. Their internal wiring is so damaged that they simply do not have a conscience.  They can be very charming and convincing. But are all con artists sociopaths? Or are they just amazingly good actors?
​There are some actors who are so good at the roles they play that fans get carried away and confuse the actor and the role they play on television or in movies.  They aren't really trying to "con" anyone, but yes, in a way, in that period of time they do want you to believe that they are the character they play. Still, it's not with the intention of doing anyone harm.
​I  have no guile.  It's just not in my construct. But here are my eyes. What do I see?  I see those lines between my eyes, probably from years of squinting. Too much eye liner. Well that's happens when I'm in a rush. I'm almost always in a rush.  My eyes are blue. Lots of people don't know what colour my eyes are. Probably because of my glasses. All you really see is the glasses.  And if I'm outside, the sunglasses. My eyes are hidden most of the time, as it turns out.
​But I'm not intentionally hiding anything. I'm not trying to trick anyone. I'm a terrible liar, not convincing at all. I have no intention to hurt or steal or anything else nefarious. But I don't blame people for being wary and careful. There are way too many people out there who are far too versed at lying.
​It's a scary old world out there. Be smart, be careful, be safe.