I Don’t Want Your Fucking Forgiveness

My routine here regularly upsets people. That’s sort of the whole point, actually. I regularly thank my haters for all their bitching and moaning, because without it, what I do would not be nearly as successful. They are every bit as integral to this business model, as are Facebook likes, and reddit upvotes. Their perpetual butthurt makes others curious about what I’m saying, and leads them to check it out for themselves. Some like it, others don’t, and I think this is rather normal for any content producer. What is different about this blog, is some people love it, and other people hate it. There are very few middle of the road types on this medium. I provoke strong opinions, and that’s the whole entire point.

Fuck Your Forgiveness
Fuck Your Forgiveness

For years, I searched for the type of content that I produce today. I wanted to read articles and watch videos, like the ones you see here. For all my efforts, I never found them. To the best of my knowledge, there has never been a libertarian Opie & Anthony. There has never been a libertarian Mark Levin. There has never been a libertarian John Stewart. Or at least, not one with a consistent message of non-aggression. I’m not implying that I am as good as any of these great content producers, but this is what I aspire to.

What made Opie & Anthony great, was holding out their middle fingers to anyone who told them they were doing it wrong. They were fired multiple times by multiple radio networks. They were blacklisted from numerous markets, and ultimately found their home on satellite radio, where the FCC couldn’t touch them. Today, they make millions of dollars and entertain hundreds of thousands, if not millions of people 5 days a week, and it took the launching of satellites into outer fucking space, to escape the PC hysterics and censors.

Since then, numerous calls for firings and boycotts over allegations of racism, sexism, advocacy of violence, and crude humor have fallen on deaf ears. SiriusXM took the bold stance of allowing brilliant people to do their work and entertain their audience. As a result, it is one of the most popular programs on the platform, and cancelling it would result in the loss of millions of dollars.

Whether anybody likes it or not, I’m carving out such a space for myself. Despite being expelled from numerous organizations, blacklisted from speaking engagements, blocked, reported, and banned on social media, and generally despised by an ever growing community of butthurt pacifists and leftists, support for my work is increasing every single day. If it were true, as so many have said, that I’m “kicked out of the liberty movement” then that only means that I have done what all my detractors have failed to do, namely, reach non-libertarians with my message.

So when those same detractors tell me the circumstances under which I might gain their forgiveness and acceptance, I laugh with great satisfaction. I won’t bother naming names, because frankly it happens rather frequently, and with a few exceptions, the people saying this are not worthy of mentioning. They might say I need to strive for unity with the left, or stop the use of force advocacy, clean up my language, or “produce more material like this!”.

It reminds me of my brief flirtation with the Tea Party. Those folks really liked me, but they didn’t much like my take on immigration, or the military, or the ever growing list of moderate conservative candidates for public office that I railed against in emails and forum posts and arguments at meetings. Unlike so many libertarians, they rather enjoyed how I would eviscerate liberals, and shout down counter protesters. My loud, angry presence frightened more than one politician, and this brought those well intentioned patriots to appreciate me. But, oh those buts, so many buts. If only, they told me, if only I could compromise on the foreign policy, if only I would deport the brown people, and oppose the gays, if only I would drop my uncompromising position on the 16th amendment. If I could do these things, they said, I could be a “real” congressional candidate.

But no, not me. Then, like now, I showed them my middle finger. A is A.

And so, as a lowly Libertarian Party candidate with no popular support or wealthy donors, I carried ballot access petitions with a small group of supporters. I talked to the public, shook hands, and avoided the cliched kissing of babies, while I told people government could not solve their problems. I didn’t win the election, I didn’t even make the ballot, but I held my ground, I reached people, and that was good enough for me.

After the breakup of our local Campaign for Liberty chapter, I sought to step out of the public light. I allowed the domain for my campaign website to expire. When I moved to New Hampshire, Ian Freeman encouraged me to run for office, but I would not. It was once suggested that I run the Keene Activist Center, but I would not. I was invited on Free Talk Live, I refused. I did not seek leadership or notoriety, as I knew doing so would bring jackals.

But the jackals came anyway. Frenzied drama brought statements made in private conversations into the view of the public, and the Joint Terrorist Task Force. Rich Paul was arrested, and asked by the FBI to wear a wire into the KAC, to record use of force discussions. He refused, warned us, went to trial, was convicted, and went to jail. Did this in any way slow or deter the hysteria? Did the scrutiny of law enforcement discourage these people from trying to make me out to look like the next Tim McVeigh? Of course not. Quite the contrary, they continued to press against me, recruited others to their cause, spread rumors, lies, and took advantage of mediums like Free Talk Live and Adam vs. The Man to do further damage to my character.

Mind you, this website did not exist while all of this was going on. I had no blog, and a rather insignificant YouTube presence. All I really had was Facebook, and at that, only a personal profile, no fan pages, no groups. Just lil ole me chatting with my buddies, and ranting on YouTube a couple of times a month.

Before I had left New Hampshire, I told one of my most deceptive critics, Jason Talley, that I did not want to “play this game” with him. I had left State politics behind specifically to avoid the kind of smear campaigns that he and others were waging against me. I told him I knew how to play the game, I just did not desire to. I just wanted to be one of countless people who were doing their part to fight for liberty, without all the┬ácelebritarian bullshit.

No dice. Hit after hit after hit came rolling in unceasingly. It wasn’t until September of 2013 that I launched this website, and it was then that I was expelled from the Free State Project. In less than 9 months, I am now one of the most popular libertarian content producers on the planet. I am a contributor to LewRockwell.com, CopBlock.org, and A Voice for Men. By the time PorcFest rolls around, I’ll be living back in New Hampshire. The tide is shifting in my favor now, and this drives my detractors crazy.

So I’m rather uninterested in their forgiveness or acceptance. I fight for freedom so that I can live life on my terms and no one else’s. When I’m making money, producing the best writing, podcasts, and videos in the movement, throwing the best parties, and generally doing better than all my detractors in every way, they can come and ask for my forgiveness.

And I’ll tell them to go fuck their mothers.

 

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