Fanfiction for the blegg/rube parable in "A Human's Guide to Words", ~800 words. (Content notice: in addition to making a point about epistemology (which is why it may have been worth sharing here), this piece is also an obvious allegory about a potentially mindkilling topic; read with caution, as always.)
Wait. Suitability for purpose has to come in here. There is no single ordering of how closely a map reflects reality. Maps compress different parts of reality in different ways, to enable different predictions/communications about various parts of reality. It's been literally decades since I've enjoyed flamewars about which projection of Earth is "best" for literal maps, but the result is the same: it depends on what the map will be used for, and you're probably best off using different maps for different purposes, even if those maps are of the same place.
I don't know the actual debate going on, and pretty much think that in unspecific conversation where details don't matter, one should prefer kindness and surface presentation. Where the details matter, be precise and factual about the details - don't rely on categorizations that have notable exceptions for the dimensions you're talking about.