When I started this website, I was a
middle-sized, middle-income, middle-aged census
statistic. I was born in Cincinnati, Ohio (yes, that seething
cauldron of mediocrity) a little before the middle of the
20th Century. I live in a middle-sized house in a
middle-sized Midwestern town—Middletownwith my wife and cat, my
daughter having recently acquired a husband and a home of
her own.
Obvious
champion of moderation that I am, one of my few
concessions to the Great American Ideal of bigness is
that I was employed by a large company—Ameritechin nearby Centerville (no, I'm
not making this up), as a Telecommunications Specialist
(whatever that is) for nearly thirty
years. Fortunately, this awkward situation was
finally remedied by my retirement.
Subsequently, I decided to make some constructive use of my leisure
by going back to university. My curriculum is all over the
map—world history, arts, economics, languages, math, religion, natural
sciences, social sciences, computer science, writing, and philosophy.
I'm tired of being a specialist. Now I'm shooting for something
out of the ordinary: "Renaissance Man." (And I guess by now we can
strike the "middle-aged" descriptor, too.)
Personally,
I'm a genial curmudgeon, an outgoing introvert, a
traditional iconoclast, a religious skepticin
short, a walking contradiction in terms. Politically, I'm
what might be called (in this strange era, in which
new-age anarchists and old-time reactionaries often find
themselves on the same side of the fence) a wild-eyed
moderate. I'm a child of an age when such notions
as keeping poisonous crud out of the air and ensuring
equal opportunity for people of all ethnic and religious
groups were just catching on in many parts of the United
States. Individual liberty, health, and justice seemed like pretty good
ideas back then. Despite some excesses and miscues,
they still do, as far as some of us are concerned.