I live a life of Dickensian flatulence, tend to question everyone, including the questioners, don't believe anyone has a right to be an authority, and think most things are either silly, dangerous, or both. Life's a hot potato.
I write stuff no one knows I wrote, I monkeywrench the machines that need it so, and dream dreams of finer things for you and me. I was born two centuries too late, but hope to live to the next Enlightenment. I serve revolution, wherever it is, wherever it might be, and I believe in the ghost of Tom Joad.
I've survived a vacant wasteland of advertising, consumerism and aborted funhouse nightmares like Las Vegas taking over the Earth and am not an American Zom
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