Secrets

I'm going out on a limb here, but most people - if not everyone - have secrets.  Skeletons in their closets that only they know about and would like to keep that way.  However, a new show on FOX, The Moment of Truth, debuted last night and started digging into the hidden corners of the contestants lives.

The premise of the show is all contestants, prior to airing, are hooked up to a lie detector and asked a series of 50 questions.  These questions range from the rather trivial to the intensely personal, and everywhere in between.  Then, a 21-question sub-section of those questions are asked in front of an audience, as well as the family and/or friends you bring with you to the show.  To the point, the questions are meant to make you squirm in the worst ways.  "Have you ever suspected a friend of making a pass at your wife" was one of the questions asked to the first contestant, with two of his (assumingly) close friends and wife sitting there watching.

Now, I don't know about you, but unless you 1. have been always completely open and honest with your friends and family to a fault, and 2. don't give a rat's ass what a stranger in the audience or watching on TV cares about you, your morals, or your ethics, then this show is a bloody landmine.  Yes, you can win $500,000 if you can answer all 21 questions honestly.  However, the real question is whether or not it is worth it. 

There are things that even after 14 years my wife doesn't necessarily know about me - not necessarily through blatant and conscious deception, but more along the lines of "it's never come up".  I'm sure my wife would say the same thing.  And you know what...I'm OK with that.  We are all human beings, we have all made mistakes in our lives, done things that we're not proud of, and will likely continue to do so until the day we die.  That doesn't mean that there is some sort of personal salvation to be had by putting those things out on our sleeves for all to see.  Now, with that said, I will most definately be watching this when it comes around next week...not because I relish the atmosphere of sitting next to my wife and wondering how I or she would answer a particular question...but rather to see these poor schmucks squirm like worms on a hook, all due to the allure of the all-mighty dollar.