Seeing as how nobody ever reads these, I’m going to pretty much say whatever I want.

I am so impossibly right wing that Karl Rove once called me a right-wing extremist, Patrick J. Buchanan looked at me and said “God he’s nuts,” and the spirit of Charlemagne himself once offered me a beer when I was naught but fourteen. All three are progressive twats.

My ethics are responsibility-individualism, capitalism-militarism, and manga-romanicism. These are shaped by the major non-familial influences of my life, among which are Ayn Rand (author of Atlas Shrugged and a recurring character in the right-wing, prophetic visions I have) Robert A. Heinlein (author of Starship Troopers and a manly-man extraordinaire) and the nitty gritty Olde Testament (bedtime reading for bad-asses of all ages).

I like guns, anime, manga, computer games, free markets, funny things, funny people, guns, kittens, most anything in the phylum chordata, some insects, the Predator franchise, guns, trench coats, Winston Churchill, Russian products, Margret Thatcher, guns, and anyone with the middle intitial W.

More than just simple 'likun,' I respect the American military. Make that all volunteer militaries. Enough to put them in thier own catagory.

I don't like xenomorphs, communists, socialists, Nazis, Maoists, Marxists in general,
peacniks, pacifists, disarmamentalists, feminazis, hippies, liberals,
Michael Moore, the French, (I think you know where I'm going with
this...) terrorists, Greedo shooting first, and Rosie O'Donnell.

Did I mention I like guns?

I'm also an ameteur comedian.

Guns. It's what's for dinner.

Well, that’s about all I’m going to say. I’m thoroughly deeper than what you see here, but I’ll let that come through in my writing.