Confessions of a Career Thought Criminal

I sometimes have people ask me, “So what are you doing to help?” Sure, I’m full of radical takes and contrarian views, but how does that change anything? Have I led any marches? Have I even participated in any marches? Run for Congress? Run for school board? But I certainly shoot my mouth and pen off about everything.

I would counter with the fact I am doing something. Really all any average person can do at this point. I call out the corruption, and the tyranny, and I don’t pull any punches. I name names. More recently, I have stepped up my attacks on Zionism, and the ZOG that rules America 2.0. That’s not going to win you any popularity contests. In my case, it appears to have cost me a wonderful publicist. Authors who aren’t big names get half-assed publicists, if they get any at all. But this one was special. She got me on lots of bigger platforms, including Kim Iverson. Earlier this year, she said she was going to check out my Substack and try to get me on some shows discussing the Epstein Files. And that’s the last I’ve heard from her. She hasn’t responded to several texts and emails. I can only conclude that she was offended by all the non-Irish references in those articles. So, now I’m back to having no publicist. To being my own publicist. So please forgive me when I start tooting my own horn. No one else will.