Wake Up
I had a blog once… A few years back… It lasted a week…
My life has changed a lot since then, in fact anything and everything that came before the age of 17 really holds no positive value for me. I don’t remember any of it “fondly”… Nor does any of it in any way contribute to who I am, my current outlook on life, my personality.. Those years didn’t even contribute to any of my many flaws, as one might assume of a childhood being described in an “unfondly” manner…
I was unhappy, unmotivated, no purpose, I didn’t believe in anything… I was just another, underachieving, middle class, suburban, apathetic, consumer… Being brought up to obey my elders without question. To live within the system, society, conform, accept the world as it is…
Television told me the only way I was gonna get laid was with a Porsh in my driveway. The Porsh would require a Job requiring a suit. A “suit job” almost always, in some direct or indirect way, exploits someone… And whatever money I didn’t end up spending on all the meaningless crap my 80″ TV told me to, I would happily hand over as “tax” to a guy in a nicer suit who has a nack for spending my money on the only things that are less useful than all the meaningless crap my TV made me buy…
Luckily, I broke free… I became the very opposite of what my upbringing and education and Sunday school attempted to mold me into… An independent, critical thinker… *gasps*
There was no defining moment where I was “reborn”… No acid trip epiphany, no inspiring work of fiction I took too literally, and I certainly didn’t “find Jesus”…
I decided I couldn’t deal with school anymore… and with no plan… I dropped out… In this decision, I wasn’t being radical, or anti establishment, I was doing exactly what they wanted me to do, and what 18% of other students in Ontario did… I was getting one step closer to being the guy who flips the burgers for the guy in the suit…
Those of you who know me, know I never once flipped the guy in the suit any burgers.. I flipped him off whenever I got the chance… but no burgers…
Instead.. I found politics… I found environmentalism, social justice, global warming, globalization, wage slavery… I became so angry with the way things were, and that after 15 years of school, this was the first I was hearing of most of it… I became a Socialist, then a Libertarian and finally, an Anarchist. And with no career or student debt, holding me back… I started to travel… Africa, North America, Europe… I backpacked and hitchhiked, squatted and couchsurfed.
I’ve had some amazing adventures in all that time… Some of them pretty unbelievable… Everything from robbing a slave laborer in California, Jumping out of a moving car in Poland, Taser fighting with drug dealers in Christiania, and prison for protesting in Denmark…
This blog will tell some of the stories from my past, as well as follow me on my current travels and express my political opinions on current events… If I manage to stay interested in writing for more than two weeks, I hope you will stay interested in reading. The spelling and grammar wont always be correct, the language wont ever be correct, my morals might not match up to your standards, and my ideas and opinions might not be compatible with yours, but we don’t all need to be the same, and I guess that’s the whole point of this blog…
I just ask you for one favor… Please don’t forward this blog to my parents. 
Peace
River
