An accusation flew. There was very little truth behind it.
After all, the event occurred forty-eight years ago. In another era–another time, during the Cold War.
A story about basic training in a share group. My decision, the better of two bad choices, almost forgotten.
I was somewhat surprised to be judged by someone who hadn’t been there. Chalked it up to the anonymity of the internet.
At first, wanted to lash out, but reconsidered. Who knew what the motivation of the accuser was? Not my place to psychoanalyze.
It just proved, that a statement as benign as, “The sky is blue,” could be objectionable to someone.
All of us have opinions. Sometimes I wish people would keep their opinions to themselves.