Wednesday, March 5, 2025

The Lies We're Dying For

digital art, Truth Reckoning, by T. Reid, 2023


Lessons from Wonder Woman

In Wonder Woman (Rebirth) Vol. 1: The Lies, amidst the shifting sands of her own story, Diana speaks plainly: "The first casualty of war is truth." It is a line that lingers, less as an epiphany and more as a quiet recognition of something we’ve already suspected. War, whether waged between nations, within communities, or across the contested territories of identity and belief, requires distortions. It thrives on revised histories, selective memories, and the relentless erosion of what is knowable.

When The Lies opens, Wonder Woman stands in a landscape where her past has been tampered with. Competing versions of her origin pull against each other. What was once certain is now obscured. The facts of her own becoming, her home, her mission, her nature, have been rewritten. She finds herself, like many of us, caught in the confusion of narratives, aware that something essential had been taken or hidden away, but with no clear path back to it.

This is not merely the predicament of a superhero within a comic book. It is the condition of life in a world saturated with conflicting accounts. We are surrounded daily by the mechanics of distortion and erasure. In current events, we see the consequences. When facts become flexible, justice becomes fragile. Accountability falters when a populace is taught to distrust its own perception of reality. The ongoing violence in Gaza, the destruction and resilience in Ukraine, the recursive battles over the narratives of January 6th, the deliberate targeting of trans lives through legislation and media--these are not only conflicts of policy or territory, but of truth itself. Who controls the story controls the stakes.

There is nothing abstract about this. The distortion of truth precedes real harm. A policy built on false premises, a vote cast in fear of imagined threats, a life endangered because someone's existence was recast as ideology- all of these begin with the manipulation of what people believe to be real.

Each of us may be Wonder Woman. We, too, must navigate the labyrinth of altered histories and weaponized language. We are tasked, as she is, with the work of discernment. Not to find "the one truth" as if it waits buried and whole, but to piece together enough of the real to act with integrity. Diana is not paralyzed by the loss of certainty. She moves forward, aware that truth must be pursued, defended, and sometimes even rebuilt from the wreckage.

This is the quiet, enduring labor of those who refuse to accept falsehood as the price of survival. It is the work of journalists who continue to report under threat. Of historians who insist on preserving records that others would erase. Of individuals who choose, every day, to live openly in societies that legislate against their existence.

Each of us is positioned in this same responsibility in ways large and small. The fight for truth is rarely dramatic. It happens in conversations with neighbors, in the careful reading of headlines, in the refusal to share what feels convenient over what is accurate. It happens when someone decides that history is worth preserving and when another chooses to tell their own story despite the risks of being disbelieved.

If truth is the first casualty, it is also the most necessary restoration. Not as an abstract ideal, but as a living practice. One that we create and sustain together. Diana's example is not in her invincibility, but in her refusal to stand aside as the ground shifts beneath her. She reminds us that to persist in seeking what has been hidden or distorted is, itself, an act of defiance.

In this way, Wonder Woman remains a figure for our moment, perhaps movement, as a symbol of resilience and a companion in the shared struggle to remember, to question, and to repair what has been broken.

 



The Lies We're Dying For

digital art, Truth Reckoning, by T. Reid, 2023 Lessons from Wonder Woman In Wonder Woman (Rebirth) Vol. 1: The Lies, amidst the shifting san...