Living. Unfazed by it all.

I’m unfazed by the abundant collection of information. By government. Because I’m for walking naked into the world. I have nothing to hide. Of course, others do. They have secrets. I know their secrets. Because I’m a probing, nosy journalist. They fear disclosure. But that’s my job. To reveal. To make secrets no longer secret. I’m for honesty. But I’m not always honest myself. For a variety of reasons. Occasionally, it’s best to mislead people. When someone is sick and decrepit. Might tell a lie. To make ‘em feel better. Or I might exaggerate.  For the purpose of telling a joke. Furthermore, I have the creator-given right to write fiction. To concoct stories. Wild tales. Out of my fertile and vivid imagination. Living. Living. Living. Unfazed by it all. –Jim Broede