Shamelessness
Yesterday was my birthday
I remember being in my early 20s and negotiating with God (or somebody) in the mirror. Please God (or whoever) please don’t let me go bald until I’m 30. I thought I’d be married and have it all figured out by then. I think watching Seinfeld as a young boy and listening to George (who is 31 years old when the show started in 1989) talk about being a bald, miserable prick had a deep, subconscious effect on my perception of happiness. Well, I’m 38 now and I keep begging God to let me keep my hair a while longer. Just until I figure it all out!
Figuring it out all out seems a ways away.
I used to believe in star signs when I was a hopeless, heartbroken romantic. I liked that I could read some chart and throw up my hands to fate. You see! It’s the stars that won’t let me have what I want! I fear I might have more say in my destiny than I thought.
I have a good feeling about 38, however. Just a hunch. There’s a lot I want to do with this project here. If you’ve noticed, I’ve been doing a lot more videos lately:
Some people got real mad at me for this video over on Instagram. For saying the word “native” in particular. This white girl who runs the “Florida Folk History” account put me on blast in the most passive aggressive way possible. She claims that “native” should only be used to refer to American Indians and to refer to someone born in Florida as “native born” is wrong. You should say “multi-generational person” instead. When one of my friends, who happens to be Seminole, corrected her and told her that “native” was a European term that was adopted by the US government in the 1960s, she dug her feet in deeper. Woke is back, folks. Identity politics worked so well during the Obama years we gotta do it again.
Anyway, I plan on putting more effort into making videos that don’t just offend white girls with septum piercings. Like my long-promised Bryan Johnson video essay on why it’s important that we all die.
Here’s a sneak peak:
Unfortunately, it will be for subscribers only. And here comes the shameless part of this post.
I need more of you to subscribe.
Birthdays are always times for reflection and then mini-existential crises. I am looking at this project and wondering how much longer I can dedicate myself to it. I really believe in it. I can be the Joe Rogan of the left.
If you like what I am making and where I am going and want to show you believe in it too, signing up for paid access is how (if you can afford it of course).
I never believe in the metrics provided by social media platforms. I think they’re fake and used to manipulate you into continuing to use their product. The only thing that feels real is when someone puts their money on it.
As always, my dms/inbox are open for criticism, suggestions, questions and compliments. For those of you who continue to support me with funds, word of mouth, kindness and patience, thank you from the bottom of my heart.



Happy birthday twin
Hbbd brotha man, keep up the good work!