I have never consciously betrayed anybody, although it may have been a close run thing due to the fact that I have memory somewhat like a goldfish, oh look castle, oh look diver, oh look castle and round and round I go. Do not at any costs tell me your most private and intimate secrets unless you have no objections to them being revealed at some point in time.
I wouldn’t betray anyone with any malice, it’s just that during conversation all one needs is for someone to admit to having an embarrassing pustulous boil on their posterior and I would immediately feel the urge to join the conversation with,”oh, how awful for you, I know someone who had a similar complaint.” With any luck I would stop myself before revealing intimate details of a friend, told on the understanding that they would not be revealed, unless after hours of severe torture and in an effort to avoid being waterboarded.
The divorce rate in Great Britain is falling, due mainly to the fact that more people are choosing to cohabit but it still stands at 42% which means a considerable number of people may have been betrayed during the course of their marriage. There is always the chicken and egg argument here, for did the marriage fail due to the adultery of one of the partners, or had the marriage failed before the betrayal. Strange to think that a considerable number of people may have been betrayed due to a chaps inability to wash on a regular basis or change his undergarments frequently enough, although having thought about it I think the lack of washing etc would be grounds for divorce long before one got to the stage of adultery.
Schooldays for me were spent with too much time devoted to drawing motorcars on the covers of my rough books and looking out of the window, daydreaming, I do however have a vague recollection of a considerable number of things, although not always the complete facts of the matter. Which brings me to religious education and the tale of the betrayal of Jesus by Judas Iscariot for thirty pieces of silver and the last supper held with the twelve disciples.
Quite a significant betrayal in the course of history which also led to the superstition of thirteen being an unlucky number, as those attending the last supper were Jesus and his twelve disciples, I imagine it may also have led to the idea that it is fairly unlucky to be nailed to a cross, as the chances of survival are virtually negligible.
I have never been in a situation where I have had to betray anyone, be they a person guilty of some heinous crime or an innocent person I might have had to betray after being tortured mercilessly for days and I am very glad for that. However if I had an option to take part in the act of betrayal the incentive of thirty pieces of silver would obviously be an encouragement.
The Diary of a Country Bumpkin 