By R.F. Goggin
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I’ve never been much of a political person, generally, nor an activist of any measurable sort, but in some manner, gradually; through no conscious effort which I can attribute it to, I now believe that after my nearly fifty years of my drawing breath on this ridiculously whacked out planet, that if I had to acknowledge how I have come to lean, politically, I would call myself a Libertarian. If indeed, one’s being Libertarian, is actually being political? I most curiously do look forward to any feedback in that regard, if anyone would care to indulge?
Not sure why, but I find it significant somehow, that if I am exposed too heavily or for too long a period of time to either right-wing or left-wing political philosophy; either by means of a television set, radio or internet connection, I invariably end-up so hopelessly frustrated and disgusted by what prospects loom before me, that I am prone to the rigors of temporary insanity.
Be it a Sean Hannity – or a Rachel Maddow, either, bi-polar, episode of one or the other, in large enough doses, manages only to turn my stomach over and yet over once again. Even a mere internet news aggregator such as Matt Drudge – is eventually capable of pissing me off royally, despite his not publishing so much as a single interesting paragraph of his own (think I can safely exclude the ghost written Drudge Manifesto, simply upon the universality of its reviews). His link titles alone, suffice. Yet, for the sake of an art that the man evidently lacks, I am nevertheless am obliged; nearly everyday of the week, to sift through the Sludge Report (couldn’t resist using a familiar tactic to him) that he compiles, for something to inspire me because I tend to write more prolifically well, when I am seeing red. Alas, I suppose, being one of this fellow’s 33 million visitors per day, I suspect my own web site story link won’t be aggregating in Drudgeville anytime soon. Unless, perhaps, its this very article, due to its merely mentioning his existence, of course, and that it just may wind up getting itself around somehow. Wish me luck, if you would, that the silly fellow chooses to Google’s himself again today. If just a 1% of this human parasite’s die-hard patrons clicked on me, I would virtually enjoy an outrageous surge of 300,000 page visits. Outlandish, isn’t it? Perhaps, Drudge, shies away from opinion writers or commentators, preferring his own outdated philosophies and his mercifully – somewhat clever (some of the time), political inferences. More
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