"Beware the suds of terror!" quoted from my great-granddaughter, Lydia.
Thursday, September 10, 2009
Well, this is sort of like walking into what you didn't realize was a biker bar. I'm standing just inside the door, letting my eyes adjust, wondering what the hell I'm doing here. Y'all be gentle with me; this is my first blog.
Born in Lubbock, Texas, in '48. We moved to Albuquerque in '55.
Spent 4 years in the Marines - '67-'71 - as ground radio repairman. Did 6 months in Vietnam with 2nd Btn, 5th Marines.
For 30 years I reenacted the life and times of a Confederate infantryman.
I have a lovely wife and 3 gorgeous step daughters. [Updated Oct., 2012 - I now have no wife, and only one of the girls will speak to me. Everything changes.]
In 1981, a friend gave me a copy of "Atlas Shrugged," and for the next 15 years or more I lived the philosophy of Ayn Rand, Objectivism. I've come to disagree with some of Rand's metaphysical tenets, I have vast respect for her intellect, and honor what she taught me.
My political thinking is what I've come to call "classical liberalism," harking to the day when "liberal" referred to individual liberty. There's a lot of Jefferson in me, but there's nothing for modern liberals but contempt.
I'm a free-market capitalist.
Today, I'm just an old man, looking 61 years right in the eye, (Now 65, and nothing's changed) trying to keep straight right from wrong, and trying to figure out how the hell I'm going to leave my kids a free country.