The Cultural Infidel
A middle-aged misfit.2004-12-04
I'd neglected this blog for about half a year, and now it's time to start over.
First, allow me to introduce myself: I am the Cultural Infidel. I question everything. I am a misfit.
I live in a dinky town in the American West, a town populated by miners and ranchers, a town in which I do not fit. The ranchers are descendants of those who either got here while the land was free for the taking, or took advantage of the Homestead Act before it was repealed. The people who live in town are either miners of more recent arrival, or work in the shops and other businesses that support the ranchers and miners. I am neither a rancher nor a miner, and in fact I don't have a Real Job -- I'm self employed.
I write internet applications (software) for e-commerce. I came to this dinky town because I like the area, and had originally hoped to buy some rural land. I can live anywhere that has internet access; it's a pretty cool way to be. My third wife had a problem with unused money just lying around in the bank, so the land purchase never happened.
The third wife is psychotic, an obsessive-compulsive shizophrenic. Undiagnosed and untreated, but it doesn't take a genius to do a little symptom matching. I feel confident that any headshrinker would confirm my amateur diagnosis in very short order -- if she were willing to seek help. She's not, so I divorced her.
I've since remarried. Today, I'm ecstatically married to my high school sweetheart. We've recently discovered that her oldest child is also my oldest child, and I'm establishing a father/daughter relationship with her.
I have a younger daughter from my second marriage, who recently went to live with her mother for the first time in her 16 years of life. The aftermath of her leaving was difficult, and I just deleted the bits of emotional detritus that once littered this blog. Nobody needs to read that crap.
I don't believe in the American Dream.
I distrust the government.
I distrust politicians, judges, lawyers, cops, wealthy people, or real estate agents.
In fact, I distrust pretty much everyone.
I certainly don't believe the propaganda put forth by the major media outlets. The illegal Iraq war was never about weapons of mass destruction or ties to al Qaeda -- anyone with a reasonably accurate bullshit detector knew this right from the start. The "war on terror" is a sham -- it's an excuse to gain control of oil reserves. The economy is NOT recovering for anyone except the wealthy.
I'm a heathen -- in fact, a pantheist. I don't believe in a personal god who will help me when I'm down, punish me when I'm bad, and reward me with eternal life if I do the right dances here on Earth.
In spite of my distrust of pretty much everyone, and my lack of faith in a benevolent gaseous vertebrate, I am quite happy in my life. Like everyone else, I have my struggles and my challenges, but unlike many, those struggles and challenges don't often diminish my happiness.
Here, in my newly reincarnate blog, I'll share some news and some views, and hope to keep you from suffering too much boredom along the way. That's why I'll only write when there's something worth writing about. No, make that, instead, "something in some way worth reading about."
Be well!
First, allow me to introduce myself: I am the Cultural Infidel. I question everything. I am a misfit.
I live in a dinky town in the American West, a town populated by miners and ranchers, a town in which I do not fit. The ranchers are descendants of those who either got here while the land was free for the taking, or took advantage of the Homestead Act before it was repealed. The people who live in town are either miners of more recent arrival, or work in the shops and other businesses that support the ranchers and miners. I am neither a rancher nor a miner, and in fact I don't have a Real Job -- I'm self employed.
I write internet applications (software) for e-commerce. I came to this dinky town because I like the area, and had originally hoped to buy some rural land. I can live anywhere that has internet access; it's a pretty cool way to be. My third wife had a problem with unused money just lying around in the bank, so the land purchase never happened.
The third wife is psychotic, an obsessive-compulsive shizophrenic. Undiagnosed and untreated, but it doesn't take a genius to do a little symptom matching. I feel confident that any headshrinker would confirm my amateur diagnosis in very short order -- if she were willing to seek help. She's not, so I divorced her.
I've since remarried. Today, I'm ecstatically married to my high school sweetheart. We've recently discovered that her oldest child is also my oldest child, and I'm establishing a father/daughter relationship with her.
I have a younger daughter from my second marriage, who recently went to live with her mother for the first time in her 16 years of life. The aftermath of her leaving was difficult, and I just deleted the bits of emotional detritus that once littered this blog. Nobody needs to read that crap.
I don't believe in the American Dream.
I distrust the government.
I distrust politicians, judges, lawyers, cops, wealthy people, or real estate agents.
In fact, I distrust pretty much everyone.
I certainly don't believe the propaganda put forth by the major media outlets. The illegal Iraq war was never about weapons of mass destruction or ties to al Qaeda -- anyone with a reasonably accurate bullshit detector knew this right from the start. The "war on terror" is a sham -- it's an excuse to gain control of oil reserves. The economy is NOT recovering for anyone except the wealthy.
I'm a heathen -- in fact, a pantheist. I don't believe in a personal god who will help me when I'm down, punish me when I'm bad, and reward me with eternal life if I do the right dances here on Earth.
In spite of my distrust of pretty much everyone, and my lack of faith in a benevolent gaseous vertebrate, I am quite happy in my life. Like everyone else, I have my struggles and my challenges, but unlike many, those struggles and challenges don't often diminish my happiness.
Here, in my newly reincarnate blog, I'll share some news and some views, and hope to keep you from suffering too much boredom along the way. That's why I'll only write when there's something worth writing about. No, make that, instead, "something in some way worth reading about."
Be well!
posted by Arthur # 11:40 
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