After having been on ATS for collectively almost four years now, this website has offered us this medium of a political platform of a sort, and I
fully intend to use it as I can within the grounds of the terms and conditions of this conspiracy theory website. I have seen political bickering as
well as partisan taunting, and political trolls as well as political baiting, and plain outright agitators. None of what I have to say here will be
done in such a manner so as to gain negative attention in order to cause a scene or fight, and rabble rouse in order to gain more flags, stars, or
people posting in order to get more and more pages worth of useless drivel where people will thrash one side over another, as I see that as senseless
You see, I am neither left-wing, nor right-wing, neither Republican, nor Democrat. I am in fact a registered Independent. Do not blame me for Bush in
the former Administration, and do not blame me for Obama in the current Administration, I voted for neither them, nor their political opponents. In
fact, I have stated many times within threads, posts, and all throughout ATS that I voted for the thieving orange cartoon kitty who loves to steal
lasagna, kick Odie, and irritate John Arbuckle.
To me, being sorted into a category of left, right, or right or wrong, is in fact a fallacy. If you get slotted into one of those, or willingly jump
into one side or the other, are you not just making yourself easier to control by your selections of loyalties, and not free-will? I was raised in a
mixed household, starting with Jehovahs Witness
, my parents decided to leave there and we
switched to Baptist
, then they changed to "Southern Baptist", and then on to
, finally settling in "Christian Non-Denominational" which is the last church I attended.
Now, you will notice I only mentioned those names, as labels, not my beliefs in them each, nor my own thoughts on them.
No need for me to do that.
I never settled into one form of belief or another as being "better"
than the other.
I did as well seek my own independent knowledge, learning various other religions of my own volition.
and the principles of Yin and Yang is one of the many I read on, as well as my nearly
unquenchable thirst for knowledge in all things history, war, warfare, history of war, tactics, and all things business. I sought out and became the
well-rounded individual I am today, not because of the labels people applied to me, but in spite of them. I chose not to take one, or another from
religion, history, war, but instead a mixture of all of them in order to enlighten myself in all the things I loved to learn about.
You see, in my opinion, a truly enlightened individual, can learn not only from their own journeys in life, but of others as well, where you reach out
and help your fellow human by communication with someone and openly acknowledging your differences and come to an agreement to disagree if put to an
impasse. One of my most favorite topics of interest that goes in line with everything else I've already stated here, is learning of all things
Government, both the United States and any and every foreign Government I explored within books to come to having what others have stated is a
knowledge of World Government as a whole.
I am currently thirty-five years young, and next month I step towards becoming thirty-six years young, and I have done my best to help my fellow
humans, both here in ATS as well as outside the bounds of this website. My journey has been long, difficult, enjoyable, hated, nigh on impossible at
times, but always and forever I remembered what both my parents taught me through all of those journeys.
With a step-father who was a Marine, it was adapt, improvise, and overcome, no matter what may step in my path. I learned to go over, under, around,
or through any and all obstacles, no matter the consequence, only to make myself someone who is sought out for advice, attacked because of my insight
because people who are lying or corrupt do not stand up under the pressure I place upon them.
With a mother who was from a small town who divorced my father when I was six years old because he was an alcoholic, womanizer, and reckless idiot, I
was taught to never trust any individual, ever. Some call that paranoia, I call it basic common-sense, and welcome it as it has saved my life so many
times I have stopped counting.
My step-father taught me to utilize that gift, what people call "paranoia" in order to survive to the age I am today, and he succeeded, and so did
Here's where the twist in my story of my own life goes into the meat-grinder a bit.
It starts back when I was six years old, where I got my first stalker.
Yes, you heard correctly, I had a stalker at six years old.
My father was not a nice man, being an alcoholic, as well as the courts not giving him custody because of the evidence of alcohol abuse, wrecking four
of my mother’s cars, and threatening to kill the judge in a court of law when he was denied custody. He was ordered by the judge to leave the
courtroom, and never come back to Florida, or the judge would lock him up. This did not however deter the man from continually attempting to kidnap me
from age six on up into my early teens. My parents moved continually because of this man, he sought out our location through various means, and always
found it. His best source of the location though was my grandparents, who thought highly of him, blind as it was, and thought my step-father was the
demon seed of Satan.
My next stalker came at age nine, where the local rich kid on the block, did not like that I was in tattered clothing and was not impressed with his
brand new clothing and the fact that his parents were the richest people in the entire county. As kids we ended up fighting many times, and he always
sought out his revenge in the typical "rich-kid" mentality of him being right because money was the answer to everything, just like mommy and
My next stalkers, and yes, I said stalkers in the plural, came with fifteen teenagers who did not like that I was "the Christian" kid who refused
their cigarettes, condoms, alcohol, and drugs. To make things worse, I had a big mouth, and still do to this day, I was taught to verbalize my
disagreement if it came down to it. This of course did not sit well with these hooligans, and they sought out how to take me down. This crystallized
into an event in which its catalyst was their getting suspended from school because I chose to do the right thing. This was six months prior to my
eight-grade year ending, and for six months I continually tried to talk to the teachers, Principal, Vice-Principal, Dean, you name it, and every time
they beat me to those individuals, and proceeded to plant their collective lips on those people's backsides. For six months, they taunted me, telling
me they were getting off the school bus the last day of school, to kill me.
A few words of warning, never ever warn someone of your intentions, it only gives that person time to plan and plot, finalizing in action you may not
like. Remember, I learned tactics, war, history and everything in order to deal with life. My parents taught me to deal with my home issues on my own,
so going to them was not encouraged not because of any sense of them being heartless, but because I learned fast how to deal with situations as they
came. You see, the morning of the last day before school I walked out of the house, determined to even the odds, and survive. I grabbed a four-foot
long, one inch diameter chain, and wrapped it around my waist and put my shirt over it and went to school with schoolbooks in hand. To shorten the
story some, I will post replies if asked, I ended up getting that chain all through the Junior High School the entire day, without being caught,
sneaking it from locker to locker, and back onto the school bus and off again, not to utilize it in an act of violence, but as a measure of last
resort in self-defense, and as an intimidation factor. To end this story I will just state that Law Enforcement got involved, they all got taken home,
and I was never charged because I never used the chain to hit one of them.
My next multiple stalker set, came when I was fresh out of the military, at the job I just finished working fifteen years for, when two employees did
not like that they could not intimidate me into quitting, one of them being fired shortly before this, because I was the only one to "see" him swing
at a manager when the employee accused the manager of stealing his money, so both of these individuals decided to stalk me, as well as my family.
Needless to say, I outsmarted, out-thought, and outmaneuvered every one of these people, utilizing not physical force, but the God-given pink and grey
brain matter between my ears.
Why am I telling you all of this and how does it fit into the political theme of the "Bully-Pulpit"?
Well, quite simply, because at age fourteen, with the first set of enemies of mine group-stalking me, that event crystallized me into action in
becoming a bully-buster, someone who looks out for others, someone who kicks the bully's butt when necessary, not physically but mentally by teaching
their victims how to fight back through the use of their brain. I was taken out of public school after that, because my parents rightfully feared that
either someone would kill me, or worse yet that I would kill someone defending my life. I was enrolled in a Christian non-denominational home school
from ninth grade until graduation at twelfth grade.
This fits into the political scheme of the Bully-Pulpit, because I am a man intending on someday entering politics.
[edit on 28-5-2009 by SpartanKingLeonidas]