- I am a Christian, Reformed Baptist edition. Some call that Calvinist. I call it Biblical.
- I am a stay-at-home wife and mother. I have servants and think everyone should. I just don’t have enough of them. Our household is just that traditional and pro-patriarchy.
- I am a beautiful black Viking lady-wife married to The White Oppressor, or T.W.O. for short. T.W.O. got me 23andMe testing for one of my birthdays and it turns out I’m black&Nordic. He wanted me to post a picture of a black Viking, but there are no female ones out there, alas.
- I am profoundly insecure.
- I need a place to talk about politics as The White Oppressor has this condition where, when a woman starts talking about politics, he stops listening. It makes a lot of people angry, but you can’t blame a man for having a condition.
- My dream is to start homesteading and raise Scottish Highland Cattle. Mullet cows, grazing placidly to the peaceful strains of AC/DC.
- I have no domestic skills whatsoever. Thanks, mom.
- I have fearless, inexhaustible children, they do not let me sleep.
- Politically, I think everything went wrong in 1454. I’m not sure what happened then, but 1453 was a good year.
- This blog will be combative. I need a place where I can tell people that they’re wrong without having them throw mashed potatoes at me.
Economically I am neither capitalist nor socialist, but distributist. My version is techno-distributism, which notices that we have lots of fancy technology that wasn’t around during the early 20th century when distributism was first devised and also notices the role of women and that no economic system will last if it doesn’t consider them seriously.
Politically, more formally, I am working it out on this very blog. But for now call me anti-incumbent and anti-bureaucrats who don’t serve their town/city/county/state/country but only their own little fiefdoms of power. I’m also natalist, and totally support government policies that encourage natalist behavior. However, they do not consist of tax credits and nothing more and they still must follow from broader social changes occurring that are unlikely to come to fullness in my lifetime.
Some might say I am an unreal woman, or just a lady.
PS: Something to keep in mind is that my perspectives are those of a woman who is always nursing, pregnant, or postpartum in some combination. That’s likely to remain the case for years to come. It’s been kind of interesting realizing I have spent my marriage barefoot and pregnant, and writing interstitially.