It has begun

Hellooo,

Yes, it is that time of the year again. Bombs are flying. People are dying. Politicians are lying and children are crying too. But unlike Big Gay Al, I'm not super, thanks for NOT asking. Anyways, I'm not going to make this anymore awkward than it is so I'll just cut to the chase:

In this insignificant portion of the Interweb, I will be expressing my personal views (isn't that original, huh?) and delighting you, my most cherished reader, with up-to-date stories and reviews of current events.

But before we get in bed, turn the lights on and I put on my mask, being the gallant Gentleman that I am, I'll tell you a tad bit aboot myself.

For many years I've been lurking around the dark corners of the Internet and thus have forged a very unique view on a multitude of subjects ranging from politics to religion, passing through trolling and entertainment.

I'm an occasional marijuana smoker, not a big fan of alcohol, but a big fan of Christopher Hitchens. I enjoy watching/partaking in debates on a large variety of subjects, mostly religion and politics. Oh, did I mention I'm an atheist? That's a very important point. Cause I don't want you to go "Holy shit! He's an atheist?! How unexpected!" after seeing a post where I expose the blatant stupidity of a particular theist, thus making you go on a Crusade against me... Actually I would welcome that. Not the burning or torturing part, but if you have something to say - feel free. But be aware that I shall not succumb to simple rhetorics in my response - I will deconstruct, turn around, rip apart my opponent's views (when appropriate) and ultimately resort to crude language which might make the most puritan of you cry sitting in the shower while holding your knees. Pity is not one of my virtues when it comes to dealing with arrogance, ignorance, stupidity and Justin Bieber (I'm super serial).

I do not believe in censorship, being politically correct or handling touchy subjects with the Robotic Bomb-Defusing Task Force. Also, I speak 3 languages, the other 2 being French and Russian, and I express no remorse about using these languages to get my point through thick skulls.

Now that I've told you about myself, I shouldn't have any regrets about future events, so let's get freaky, shall we?

And remember: the safety word is "burrito".

I'll see you soon.

Best Regards,

Mr. Peach.