Sunday, December 17, 2017


"Home is where, when you go there and tell people to get out, they have to leave."
 - Harry Dresden, from Skin Game by Jim Butcher

shelter, food,
and solid ground.
 - "An Old Home (Tre, 5)" by Ace Edmonds

It's been almost three years since Charlie Hebdo, and while I didn't intend to write about it, we're still dealing with the same problems. We aren't moving forward.

Home is where... I can say something, and if you don't like it, if you don't want to argue, you just want to stop hearing it, you have to leave. It's harsh and it's hard to accept, but speech is free within the framework of my own mind. And what my mind builds becomes my soapbox, and my soapbox is where I can stand to make bold claims about things, regardless how much or little I know about them.

And if you don't want to hear it, close your ears or leave.

I've made a home here, on this blog--and on all my blogs and websites. I've also made a fair number of bold claims; but it's my place to do so. 

I've invited others to challenge me--opened to anyone, really--to discuss and debate my points, as long as they do so courteously, but only a small number of voices have risen to the challenge; and that's fine. You probably have homes of your own where you can shout magnanimously from the rooftops, and that's all you need.

Well, this is not the post I meant to write at all, but it's more than I had before I sat down, and nothing of what I wanted to write about has produced any words other than the two quotes at the top. Oh, well; better luck next week.