As it ought to be, I think. My closest friends, those I trusted with my life knew mine. And often helped with some of the work.

[They'd been instrumental proofreaders, offered commentary and added asides and other points to consider along with offering work of their own.]

I was a journalist in a dangerous time and place for those. And a revolutionary in a country run by the rich and powerful, who supported the divine right of kings, and kings themselves. Some of the things I said should have gotten me killed.

[And there's a wry twist of his lip there.]

Some of the things I did managed to accomplish that.