astride the fence
An action this month, would have disturbed me as a young man, I’d have seen it as proof that I wasn’t being true to myself. In those days compromise was a sullied word, things were black&white, the grey area between ‘right and wrong’ was most of society’s terrain and that was what was wrong with the world. In my view, everyone would benefit from being more direct so that they knew where they stood. People in England saw me as odd. At college, one of the tutors took me aside a