Eighteen Years

 

Eighteen years ago, I used to like to read the blogs that were around then.  Then I started commenting nn some of them.  Before I knew it, I got an email from a guy named Jay, who ran the folkbum blogsite.  He told me he collected writers like he collected campaign buttons and invited me to join his site.  (Yes, Jay, I remember. That's how much impact you had on me with that simple gesture.)  

Well, I accepted Jay's offer.  And people actually like me! 

One thing led to another and before I knew it, I joined Whallah!, which was aimed at conservative squawkers like Chuckles the Clown Sykes and Jessica McBride, the Lauren Boebert of journalism.

Then I took over Whallah!

Then, seventeen years ago, this here blog was born

In the ensuing years, people have come, and people have gone.  Sometimes to bigger and better things.  Sometimes because they got burned out.  Sometimes because it turned out that this wasn't what they wanted to do.

The hardest loss to take was when cancer stole my blogging partner and dear friend, Jeff Simpson.  I lost a part of myself when I lost my friend.  

But after a longer than intended hiatus, I'm coming back. Well, I was always around, just spending it all with my other family at Crooks and Liars. It's a cool enough place, even though they don't really appreciate cheese the way they should.

I can't thank you enough for your patience.

But now, if you haven't noticed, gentle reader, the wolves are at the door again. It's time to take it to them.  I hope that you will join Ed and I and whoever else may join us in the future, as we do what we do best.

Because, as always, this site destroys fascism.

PS: As always, all complaints about me being the Cheddarsphere should be directed to Jay.