They are not offended by truth, but speech.
The truth is: they will not listen to you.
The truth is: they will shut you up.
This is the truth.
The speechless is the truth. They love the truth.
Truth is good, certainly, and it would all be good,
this living in truth. Except for one thing.
To be human is to exist in the realm of speech.
Speech gets us closer to truth, but none of us
exists in the realm of truth. Truth, by itself, is suffering.
Truth burns us to a crisp. Truth is the burying and the burning and the shutting up.
Speech is where we live.