A classic overview from the early 2000s, before the Democrats decided to run the capitol into the ground by allowing the tail (criminals) to wag the dog (the law abiding citizens).
Eighteen years of blogging can often bring unintended consequences into the mix. What do I mean by 'consequences'? In this particular scenario, eighteen years of blogging created nearly 1,800 total posts, give or take, which can, and does, lead to the issue of being redundant from time to time.
For example, while I was performing another round of edits on book #5 (even though I was doing computer edits on #4, I was still doing edits on the next book), I came up with the brilliant idea of writing about world building for a blog post. The next day, I remembered that I had covered this topic quite extensively in a series of posts nearly two years ago, so writing about it now would be a tad redundant (If you're curious, search the Jan-Feb 2024 posts called "How We Go Here From There").
With that particular topic now scratched off the list, we pivoted to the topic of how I enjoyed writing in the fantasy genre. Specifically, how the fantasy genre really has no rules on what you can and can't write about and how there's no given formula for a successful book (unlike Romance, which there's one strict guideline you must adhere to). But like the previous topic mentioned, we wrote about this extensively in a previous year.
Thus, we pivot to searching for another topic to write about, and then searching our memory archives to see if our potential topic(s) have been touched upon previously. And guess what, we found a topic that we hadn't touched upon in any great detail previously.
I am an anomaly in the word of writing, in that my political viewpoints can be described by the seldom used descriptor as 'centrist', and by the modern descriptor as 'moderate'. Now, I wasn't always like this, because back in the day, I was heavily influenced by family political leanings.
My father was a conservative Democrat, who was moderately involved in town politics and union politics (then as now, you needed to be a Democrat), and in my younger years (70s & early 80s) I had the impression that Democrats were good and Republicans were bad, so at 18, I was a registered Democrat.
Fast forward a decade: by 1992, I was soured on the Democrat party on the state level (then as now, my state has been solidly controlled by the Democrats going on 45 years), so I switched over to being a registered Republican. The original hash tag of 'Walk Away' could apply here, and I've never looked back.
Fast forward to now.
In 2026, my viewpoints have gradually changed about certain things/ideas, while on other issues have remained the same, because unlike everyone under the age of 35, I have quite a bit of historical knowledge of those issues.
Having said that, it saddens me that other writers, who I used to respect, have permanently derailed/deplatform themselves from the reality of what the average person is forced to go through on a daily basis.
These people (I do have derogatory name for them, but I keep it on YouTube and Meta), have allowed themselves to be influenced by the MSM's visceral hatred of President Trump to such an extent that you simply cannot have any kind of adult conversation with them, w/o them taking leave of their senses.
So basically in 2026, I practice the concept of simply scrolling on by whatever comments my FB friends make about certain events, because everyone has the right to post what they truly believe in. I can respect that, so I simply don't engage because I believe it isn't right to argue an opposing viewpoint on someone's personal page with someone else.
As I said, I am an anomaly among my writer friend's/acquaintances, because my political viewpoints are centrist in nature and based in reality. And in today's world, the majority's reality is often trampled by the vocal minority's unrealistic reality of feelings don't care about facts.
And that makes me truly indifferent to the perceived problem that an annoying segment of the populace 'suffers' through on an hourly/daily basis.
Have a Happy rest of your week, and remember, step outside and smell the asphalt, because it's certainly a lot better than inhaling stale air, moldy food and UV rays from your computer screens for hours/days on end.
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