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I’d grown up fearing the lynch mobs of the Ku Klux Klan; as an adult I was starting to wonder if I’d been afraid of the wrong white people all along – where I was being pursued not by bigots in white robes, but by left-wing zealots draped in flowing sanctimony
There’s a lot of times when it feels like that. I work to fish; fish to forget work; rinse, repeat. Ah well, there are far worse ways of going through life.
Tags: Fishing | Humor | Life | Work
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