So, Steve, why a blog?

It is pretty simple, really.  I need a place to put down my thoughts without burdening those in my sphere of contact.  Not everyone sees the world as I do, that is, through the lens of truth and reality.  Not everyone wants to read my rants and tirades on Face Book even though they are on my timeline.   Most of my Contacts didn’t anyway or if they did, they never commented.  So, I echo their thoughts precisely, they are too intimidated to counter, or they were not even reading them.  Option 3 makes the most sense.

I didn’t always wear these lenses, these particular glasses.  But ever since the Carter years it became apparent to me that the “other side” the left, saw everything politically.  It seemed that everything was political– from God in schools and public scenery, to the relationship between individual and doctor, to how children were fed, nurtured, and raised.  The left figured out early on that to own the schools was to be able to shape the formative years of our offspring.  But they have to be embedded throughout—from late grade school on.  Anything less and their grip will weaken.  A quiet victory without a shot being fired.

But I’m getting too far into the left and schools and away from the purpose of this blog page.  I’ll come back to that another day.  I promise.  Where was I?  Oh, Face Book…

So rather than pollute my timeline with missives that only myself and 3 or 4 others read (or even like), I move them to here.  I had pretty tight controls on my FB stuff as to who sees it, but FB is in it to make money.  I don’t necessarily trust them to maintain my controls.  After all, they can see what you type even if you do not post it.  (Yes, they can.)  They mine your data in order to “suggest” other FB pages.  They tailor those little ads along the right side of your screen to mesh with what you do and look at while logged in, even if you are not actively online (Face Book).

My FB page, if I decide to even keep it open will now be polluted with recipes, pictures of fluffy puppies, and scowling kittens.  I’ll put down what I think here—in a more closed network, but one where I’ll exercise even greater freedom of expression.  People may have friended me on FB because they were friends with my spouse or other close friend.  This tended to soften what I said to avoid over offending others.

You’re here because you were specifically invited and you were curious enough to see what the hub bub was about.  (As time goes on, others may visit based on word of mouth.)  You chose to enter the URL and scroll down paragraph by paragraph.  I am not tethered by the same restrictions and considerations here.   Some may see me as out of control and unvarnished.  Tough.  My blog page is just that.  Mine.  It is not a democracy though I will talk about that fading philosophy eventually.  Rather, it is a monarchy.  What I say goes.

So, sit back and click through the pages of my thoughts.  Or not.  Once published though, they are out there as part of the public body of knowledge—whether or not you want them to be or agree with them.  That’s the nature of this beast.

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