Safe Spaces

I have a neighborhood bar.

It is, in fact, one of the reasons I moved to this neighborhood.

I may be, as self described a gadfly (which is really important in this day and age as the MSM has given themselves over to being mouth pieces for the Powers that Be...whores) one that is suspected to br writing about what I gather (or hear outright) at my neighborhood bar.

But that is the thing...

I love the bar. 

I love the various mix of people who are there.

And yes, I hear things there that are probably for not public consumption....

The point is...

The bar is a place that I don't hook up in, I don't date in, and I don't talk about what I hear.

It is something that allows me to sleep at night.

And that I had to defend myself, and my various pseudonyms, is...irksome to say the least.

I have nothing in my life but my word and my honor, and even for a HUGE payday, I would not sell them out.