Who, what am I?

I’m not the sharpest knife in the draw, but by far neither am I the dullest.

I tend to look on the positive side of life.

Some say rose tinted spectacles, but I wouldn’t go that far. See I’m one of those people who simply accepts what is going on around them.

I don’t question unless prompted. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not a push over. I stand up for what I feel is right, but would rather accept that certain things happen because they are meant to.

I’m not a big believer in conspiracies. I believe man landed on the moon, I can’t accept 9/11 was a U.S. government plot.

I’ve grown tired of the social media types who force their opinion down my throat, with total disregard for others views. Theirs is the one true voice of bull shit. They will argue their point with blinkered clarity. Dare one disagree, you’ll be met with a barrage of profanities and school yard name calling.

Also the press, the lovely unbiased press, have a lot to answer for. They are happy to provoke a situation, which if left untouched, would simply be a minor irritation on the day to day running of the world. So long as they can make headlines, sell copy and scare people into believing the end is near they will continue to print their versions of the truth.

I could I suppose simply ignore them, but instead I wanted to stand up , give my view as I see it. Not because I think I’m right but because I have the right.

I’m not out to right the world, just answering back, as I see it.

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