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Bio
I grew up in North Carolina, the son of a penniless,
peg-legged sharecropper and a cross-eyed taxidermist. I never seemed to
fit in at school, largely due to a full set of teeth and a lack of
inbreeding. My teachers regarded me as a troublemaker, partly due to my
insistence that the Abolitionists weren't "effete liberal tree-huggers"
and that Hitler was in no way French. I also found it difficult to
socialize with the other children. Partly because I was simply shy,
partly because I couldn't afford to get all gussied up like my more
affluent peers, I could never quite bring myself to attend the weekly
lynchings that provided the primary means of socialization in our cozy
little town. I spent most of my days reading the works of Marx, Sartre,
and Seuss, eventually writing an anthology for my own edification
entitled, aptly, "The Cat In the Hat Produced By Wage Slaves In the
Ultimately Pointless Void." |
Interests
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CV. PGP public key. Papers
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