Prodded by some things to respond to on Planet Jabber, and some recent Psi activity, I think it’s time to pen another post. Er, type.

First, I’ll talk about self-censoring. stpeter brought up the topic recently and it struck a nerve with me. Why? Because I do self-censor. When I first decided to see what this blogging thing was about, I made a conscious decision to not talk politics. I was 100% apolitical up until my wife wore me down around age 24. Six years later, I’ve cultivated some pretty strong opinions. In fact, they are so strong, I was surprised to be labeled [insert direction here]-wing in one of those online surveys that map your beliefs onto a graph. As anyone who pays the least bit of attention to such things knows, it’s been quite a polarizing time in the United States and worldwide during the past several years.

But overall I’m a nice guy. I like to think that people like me. If someone dislikes me, sometimes I feel that I’ve done something wrong, and I want to fix it. This is not always the case, but generally speaking, it’s true. This puts me in a bit of a bind. Do I speak all of my mind, and really piss off 60% of the people who read my ramblings? Or do I self-censor and acheive a wider audience. Or at the very least, I have the potential to communicate with a wider audience.

And now that I’ve re-read what I just wrote, I have to laugh. I am the last person who would tolerate “political correctness” in that place > two feet from my computer. I actually despise the concept of it! Conforming for the sake of conforming. The most easily-offended person actually compels the behavior of everyone else in that society. It’s ridiculous and maddening. Here is a classic perfect example from one of my nation’s “most respected” and “premier” and “Ivy League” university campuses, Harvard.

Oops, there I go speaking my mind. See, I could go on for pages about that article. But…I won’t. You see, I desire for people to be interested in what I do. It’s a bit flattering. But even more, I don’t want people to be disposed to actually dislike the things I am associated with, such as Psi or Jabber or Flyspray.

I have however thought of putting up a separate blog, or perhaps a set of essays. Could happen sometime.

Wow, that long post had nothing to do with Psi. Ok, I’ll try again.