Changes...

I've been doing some reflecting lately. I've thought a lot about the person I am now versus the person I was twenty or even five years ago. I realize that I have changed quite a bit. Some of it for the better, some, I'm not sure.

When I was in my twenties and early thirties, I was a little bit cockey and had a sharp wit and knew how to use it. I didn't try to hurt people's feelings and usually managed to do it through more self-deprecating humor. After all, if you're laughing at yourself, you probably won't offend any one else.

I was also pretty outspoken on my political and social views. I would argue with you until the cows come home. I didn't suffer fools easily and let you know it.

I have mellowed. Some of it comes from growing up a little bit. I realize not everyone in the world sees things as I do, as I always have, but I decided that what I see as humorous, many folks find offensive. Not because it is dirty or foul, but it harms my image with them and still can be hurtful.

Politically, I still know I am right. I still get mad and yell at the TV or radio when some liberal idiot comes on blathering how things are good when they are really bad or saying some foolish policy is working when it isn't. I still don't suffer fools easily. But now I have heart disease and find myself changing the channel more and changing the subject because I get so angry over this stupidity that my chest starts to hurt. I have a young friend in his 20's. I tell him it's for the younger folks to take over. I can't do it anymore.

So I still have my sense of humor and my social/political standards. I just have calmed them down to not offend or to keep myself from having a heart attack.

Thanks for reading.