Once upon a time long ago I knew people personally who could tell me the real story. That is why I am where I am now. But we are all old, retired, disabled or dead (Or in prison) now. No one to ask over a glass of bourbon “What really went down?” or “Is he really the moron he seems?”.
I may not know the absolute, detailed truth but I know who the liars are. I’ve been adding to the list since the nineteen sixties.
What I know now is an extension of what I knew then - how things work. I was an artilleryman. I know about trajectory and other things too like - You can’t un-pull the lanyard.
Lotta static on this push but I think I heard “Shot. Over.”
Your views always much appreciated.
iwo, Alea iacta est?