Give me a call, Prospector. 360. 832. Six, too, fore, ate.
Hostility from LE and the Powers That Be is familiar territory, as is the anxiety that can arise from those dynamics. When I was writing for the Pierce County Dispatch, 2006-2010, and delving deeply into the murk and mire of county politics and local scandals, I realized my life was truly at risk. One day, while walking down my driveway to the mail box, I made a firm decision that I would not let that fear cause me to veer away from investigating whatever I felt was worthy and true.
"If some else want's to take me out, that's their choice, their decision. It's not mine," said to myself out-loud, "and I will not live in fear." I've been writing and digging ever since. A pang or two of fear pops up every now and then, but nothing that I can' handle.
So, c'mon and join the club.