It’s been a long time since I rock and rolled
It’s been a long time since I did the stroll
Ooh, let me get it back, let me get it back
Let me get it back, baby, where I come from….
Fourteen months is a long time, but I’m back, it seems.
My disappearing act started in May/June of 2016 right after Ted Cruz lost the Republican Nomination to Donald Trump. I was fed-up at that point — fed-up with the weaselly backstabbing of the Establishment GOP, fed-up with mealy-mouthed bromides of the Establishment Conservatives, and, most of all, fed-up with those of my fellow countrymen who had made Hillaria Tiberius and Pompey Magnus Trumpicus the only viable choices for the Presidency [two would-be Caesars, one mild in effect, the other dangerous as all Hell].
After nearly eight years of living under the utterly lawless regime of Barack Hussein Obama and his Jarrett Junto, I was burnt-out…so I faded away.
I committed the Sin of letting Despair overtake me in the War to Restore our Freedoms and Liberties.
What made this retreat from The Public Square easier was that I had a place to go to that allowed me to keep somewhat in The Arena: I had a book to finish.
Since 2006, I have been contemplating writing a book containing my analysis of what factors have brought us to the current situation where The Constitution for all intents and purposes is dead, where The United States should rightfully be called The United State, where the chains of Enslavement are being tightened around our necks. In other words: a book On The Causes And Effects Of The Present Crisis In America. Though my conception of what the book would be has changed over the past decade, the main theme — that The Leftist Way Of Thinking has infected all of our Souls to varying extents and that this is THE cause of The Present Crisis — has not.
During the Spring and Summer of 2015, I began writing the book. A couple of drafts were completed by the Fall of that year. And I chose to put it aside for a while to do further research. That ‘a while’ turned into many months because of family issues and because I let a small level of Despair reign over me.
However, when I left The Public Square in June of 2016, I was determined to resume writing the book.
Doing so preserved my Sanity and tamped-down my Anger during the Summer and Fall of 2016.
The book was finished in September and I began researching how I would publish and get the word out about it — well, the gods in their twisted humor decided to have their way with me and my plans to publish the book in December were laid aside.
First they caused a major crisis with one of my parents [both of whom are in their early nineties], and then the kicker: I was diagnosed with Lung Cancer in November.
Initially, my Oncologist [I already had one from my first bout with The Big C eleven years ago] believed that the Cancer had spread to my upper spine, so I was, basically, Stage IV – Terminal. Luckily, the gods weren’t being that cruel. As it turned out, the appearance of a metastasizing of the Cancer had been a ‘radiological illusion’ in the initial CT-SCAN. In actuality, I only had Stage II Lung Cancer. I immediately cancelled my funeral party and returned the parting gifts.
After many tests and lots of poking and prodding, I underwent surgery to remove the lower lobe of my left lung at the end of January 2017. The surgery went well, although they couldn’t do it arthroscopically as the Doc had hoped; they had to cut me open, so the recovery time was longer.
Six weeks later, I began chemotherapy treatments, which lasted until late May [and which were way worse in side-effects than had been the case with my Rectal Cancer a decade ago — if I ever see a Steroid walking down the street, I’ll go medieval on it’s arse].
My recovery continues and it proceeds at a good pace.
In June, I performed a final, quick edit and update on the book and published the PDF Version on 17 June. I am currently working on having it available in paperback and e-book formats.
So…that’s what has been happening, what has been going down [thank the Good Lord for the ease of use of Twitter, which, believe it or not, kept me with, at least, a toe in The Arena].
I’m back. And I’m as ticked-off as ever.
OUTLAW.
Got on my dead man’s suit and my smilin’ skull ring
My lucky graveyard boots and a song to sing
I got a song to sing to keep me out of the cold
And I’ll meet you further on up the road….
