This is something I never do but I feel the need to defend myself.
Earlier today I banned Gerrilea from my latest article. I banned Gerrilea because of a violation of a personal rule of mine, mainly commenters are not allowed to insult or threaten my family. To a large degree I allow anyone to comment on any article, even insult me because I feel all opinions are worthwhile, even those that I find irritating. My only other rule is that no poster either insinuate or outright call me a racist. I can be an asshole but I am not a racist. There was a poster named John G who made this accusation and I deleted his comment for doing so. Since then to avoid being a hypocrite I will delete comments and posters that imply or say that I am.
Now, along with this came accusations that I am a leach, a lowlife who shouldn't be allowed to vote. OK. Well, here's some personal information about me.
I graduated from the University of Oklahoma with a dual major in History and Journalism. I worked my entire college career, either part-time or full-time jobs. In fact I started working at the age of 17 because my father wanted me to learn a good work ethic. I've been a dishwasher, a produce manager, a trainer, a customer service representative, a pizza delivery driver, etc. My father once told me that if I wasn't making enough money at one job I needed two so I've done that as well.
I started working for the Department of Human Services in 2003. It's grown into a career. I started as a Social Services Specialist, processing SNAP and Daycare applications. Since then I worked Child Protective Services, as a Family Advocate and a fraud investigator. I became a supervisor at a county office and then later transitioned as a supervisor for a medical unit.
I've seen and done it all. I've spent the night in hospitals, been in very dirty homes and seen things that I will never forget. I made a mistake once and fortunately didn't pay for it, I learned never to park in driveways and never allow anyone to get between me and the front door. I learned never to wear a lanyard with my badge around my neck.
Through it all I swung back and forth between empathy and cynicism. I learned that poverty is not a skin color but part of the human condition. I also learned that being a dick is a universal condition and not based upon color, gender, sexual preference or religion. It also has nothing to do with one's economic status. Oh, believe me, economic status changes in the blink of an eye. During the economic meltdown I walked through the process of getting benefits to the suddenly unemployed who the month before made a very good living. Things change and they suddenly found themselves needing the same benefits they looked down upon the month before. Trust me, it happens.
In the meantime my wife and I had two boys. The younger one is a delight but the older one, well, he is a trial. It started when he was a baby and then a toddler. He rarely slept. It drove us crazy. We figured out he had a digestive problem that medication fixed but he still had trouble sleeping. He also made huge leaps in development. He crawled, walked and talked early. It seemed like