The truthier something claims to be, the less it is.
When I was out for a walk the other month, I saw a newspaper in a waterproof bag, propped up at the side of the path by a hedge. It was called The Light, and boldly claimed to be “the uncensored truth”. Would you believe it, it turned out to be full of Covid conspiracy nonsense and anti-semitism.
In my day we just found discarded grotty porn in hedges, now it’s right wing nutbaggery. I fear for our youth. We need to distribute more copies of Reader’s Wives and Razzle across the flora and fauna of Britain.