Blog #1

(backdated to 8/20/2025)

I grew up in Los Angeles. My mom and dad were devoted Republicans. Dwight Eisenhower was their god. Nixon was their junior god. My sister is also a Republican. Here’s a little secret; I’ve divorced more democrats than my sister has ever voted for. So, how did I become a committed progressive/liberal/lefty/snowflake? My mom blamed it on me going off to college at “that damn Berkeley.” Berkeley might’ve softened me up, but I was all on-board for Barry Goldwater in 1964, the year I graduated. But then the sixties started spinning like crazy: assassinations, sit-ins, body bags, Woodstock, and prison sentences for a couple of joints… and pretty soon a peace sticker on my hippy VW van. Overturning Roe v Wade and January 6 pushed me further left. And then last month I was tooling down a highway in eastern Oregon and got passed by a pick-up with MAGA and an American flag bigger than a sea lion… so yesterday I lashed back, placing a small 18”x 12” American flag next to my lawn sign that reads:

Morons

Are

Governing

America