An Introduction/Mission Statement

I was born to a loving mother and a neglectful father in the bowels of the heart of Maine. When I say neglectful, I mean non-existent. I’m not saying I was a virgin birth, I had a father, but I haven’t seen nor heard from him in over thirty years. I know, I know. Cry for me. My mother remarried, had two other children, and I grew up rebellious and defiant. My stepfather you see, was a harsh man. I won’t get into it, because ‘tis water under the bridge, but in my youthful angst I made mistakes. Got together with a girl who was not very good, got into binge drinking, and some recreational substances. 

At this time, I was also into left wing politics and punk rock. I’m sure that its popular during this time in a young man’s life to do so.  My favorite political thinkers were Noam Chomsky and Jello Biafra. Daily I would listen to the tunes of the Dead Kennedys, the Exploited, Discharge, and the like.

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Anyway, we lived together for awhile, in a crappy apartment in Brunswick, Maine, broke up, I was homeless for a bit after this, literally living in a van down by the river, and then got back together and got an apartment in Gardiner, Maine. And then broke up again, where I moved in with friends in the All-American city of Lewiston, Maine. (Most cities pronounced ‘All-American’ have turned out not so nice, I’ve found).

It was here that I met my wife, who fell for me even with what I looked like after too many years of World of Warcraft, Mountain Dew, a three pack a day smoking habit, and countless buy one get one free pizzas. We eventually moved to be closer to her family in Los Angeles, California. (As opposed to Los Angeles, Nebraska, I guess). We have two sons, who is the world to me.

For some reason, we decided to move to Utah and lasted there a whole two years before being bored nearly to death. I mean, have you been to Utah? It’s a beautiful state, but there is absolutely nothing to do there.

 

So we moved back to LA. This time for good.

 

Now, between the times of Gardiner, Maine and our first foray into Los Angeles, I had eschewed politics. I was more wrapped up in other hobbies and pursuits. World of Warcraft, Dungeons & Dragons, writing, reading copious amounts of science fiction and fantasy novels. I still listened to Jello Biafra, and collected each of his spoken word albums (still good to listen to, especially his rants against censorship, those are relevant now more than ever), but for the most part I stayed out of it. The whole Bush/Gore thing in 2000 exhausted me, and 9/11 was frightening, especially people’s apathy about it) but did provide good lyrics for my hardcore punk band American Standard

 

And then, I got back into politics mildly.

And then less than mildly, flirting with libertarianism, but always with a liberal undertone. And then I fell out again, too little time, too much going on.

And then I took a look at what the left had become. Where once they were railing against censorship, they were censoring. Where once they were railing against sexism, they were being sexist against males. Where once they were they were railing against racism, they were being racist against whites.

What the hell had happened?

Had I slid into a parallel universe like Quinn Mallory, where the left uses the same tactics as the religious right?  

People with dissenting opinions being shouted down and banned from college campuses?

People with certain skin color, or a certain gender being marginalized?

Lies being used to promote victim mentality?

Freedom of speech being taken away?

Safe spaces?

What the fuck?

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Stop it.

Which is why I am creating this blog. The United States of America was forged in the fires of diversity. Yes, we have a past that contains the horror of slavery. The anguish of inequality. That is true. But we fought against that, white man and black man, jew and gentile, man and woman. We were one of the bright lights of freedom in the world.

And then the fringes of the right and the left with their all-or-nothing attitudes and their ban-everything-I-don’t-like bullshit came in like a shadow in the night and are threatening to take that away.

Liberals and conservatives need to push away the censorship police. The concept of Thoughtcrime should never even be considered, it is as Anti-American as jihad or not allowing women to vote.


Besides, we don’t have the freedom of speech to just talk about the weather, and living in an echo chamber is antithetical to reality. Basically, I’m saying this: My politics haven’t changed since I was a mohawked zit-faced fucked up teenager. The left has, and they have become everything I railed against. It needs to be stopped. The left needs to be put out of its misery. Maybe a new center needs to be created. Maybe we need to push the fringes the fuck out and take our politics back.