Apologies, All Around

I'm a "blogger."

Blogging, at first blush, seems easy.

Sign up to a service--like Blogger--and begin blogging. Which is what I did. Starting in 2007.

I didn't start out blogging. I started out reading others' blogs and sometimes, leaving comments. What happened was, I was leaving long responses, and found myself lurking on others' blogs waiting for replies. I was a stalker. Or, was I a troll?

Now, in 2013, I'm pretty sure I'm not a troll.

I don't enter comment threads in order to disrupt the discourse. Disagreement isn't disruption. Disagreement is a way of finding out whether or not what one has posted is full of crap. My oldest son will tell you of an particular case of my filling a post with crap. Mathematical. Which occurred just before the launching of this site, and my abandonment of my old site. My old site had been threatened by locals--people who knew who I was and where and what I do--who threatened to expose me and my postings against my "criminal" background.

I had two DUII's.

Given my experience on either of those two evenings, simply not coming up to speed with the idea of "criminal" behaviour. But, given the outcomes of those two evenings, critically sufficient to have these two evenings referred to as criminal. It doesn't help that I was convicted on both these charges. Driving under the influence is the worst charge that can be applied to any member of MADD.

Drinking and driving is on par with shifting under-aged girls off to Morocco as part of an White Slaver Trade Ring.

Putting someone under the control of another, in a foreign land seems reprehensible to me. Swerving on a back road on the way home? Not so much. What a difference two years makes. I do, still have fears about the outcomes I face, blogging about things I believe in. My business is federally regulated. Government influence is still very important.

But during the last week, I hope that the exposure that has occurred, exposing the degree to which government employees have been willing to submit Americans that they've disagreed with to inspection of type and kind not hitherto have been occurred, that it might just be time to re-regulate my old moniker. There are a lot of things about Oregon, our federal government, our schools, and simply about the way things are done, that require a bit of advocacy in opposition.

That's what OregonGuy attempted to be.

And hopefully, that's what OregonGuy will become.

Thanks for reading.