That is the question.
Whether it is nobler of the mind to suffer the slings and arrows of having to eat one’s ranty post or or to wade into a potential sea of trouble by making available one’s thoughts on a night out with the object of said ranty post.. Knowing full well the object is fully likely to read, and perchance to have an opinion.
Ay… there’s the rub.
Instead of meditating further… I shall, instead leave you with Day 10’s image from 365 days. No prizes for guess what’s going on therein.