If I weren't such a chicken
If I weren't such a chicken... So many areas of my life fall under this title. In fact, if I weren't such a chicken, my writing would be available to so many more people. I hide it from my wife. I don't want to be chastised for what I write. I don't want to edit my thoughts. I want my thoughts to end up on the page, unchanged by others. And I am a chicken because I am afraid my thoughts would be shot down in the public forum. For decades I have sought a public medium in which I could vent in a safe way. Now I have this medium for expressing myself. If I weren't such a chicken, I could be on television speaking about these thoughts, trying to get others to see the logic of my wisdom and to know the face of the mind behind these thoughts. But such notoriety requires thick skin. I only have onion skin. My comments do get shot down occasionally on You Tube. Most of the time they are upheld and loved. My you tube comments have helped me connect and have writte...