...I've just been accused of "...try[ing] hard to curry favor with [my] 'crew' who appear to hang on your every word...." (Or "...[my] every word," whaddevvah.)
Is this the case? Lookit, if any of you are hanging onto my every word, you skedaddle, right now! Go read a book, Alongside Night or L. Neil Smith or whatever suits your fancy. Watch a film. Something.
As for the guy who made the accusation, you git, too. (I bet you feel way important now. Yeah, you win: you ticked me off. It's a lot easier than you might have thought.)
I am not some flippin' prophetess or philosopher. This blog is a hobby; I started out writing it for myself and the flitting Googlebots and that remains my prime audience. There are bloggers more erudite, more comprehensive, more eloquent and there's a very long list of them more central to the general notion of an-cap libertarianism or the right to self-defense. Some few will be found in the sidebar here.
My opinion is just as good as anyone else's, but not any better; this blog happens to be my substitute for a big signboard in the front yard with my words on it -- but there are plenty of other yards and other signboards, all of them little more than words written on sand or shouted into the wind.
Don't try to chin yourself on them, please.
CHICAGO RAILROAD FAIR, 1948
4 days ago