Yep, it's the Silo-gladiators' problem..
Both armed, to protect from possible cohort neurasthenia [or Conscience..]
If one protests, drag his body over for a palm print and send off a dozen MIRVs
[because you and yours are already dead-almost. Unless that was a lie. Too.]
(Is that a variant of One True Scotsman?] I see no solution, only appearances-of.. Face it: we Are the lying animal.
Wanna be secure in transport? ox-cart (and be nice to the Ox.)