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No, the title is not a typo. Yes, it does have two capital letters at the start of the sentience. It’s a bit of a lame pun, I’m afraid. But I am Scandinavian. We mastered the art of lame puns.

They’re called Kennings.

But enough of my lame punnage. I wanna get to the reason for the pun. See, there’s all kinds of politcal names out there that get thrown around. Conservative, liberal, libertarian, right-wing, left-wing, progressivism, etc.

I’m not really any of those things. Oh, I’ve been called Right Wing and Conservative (and a number of unsavory nicknames for said side of the field) but I’m not right wing. I might be considered Conservative, under the very old meaning of the term, which mean “To Conserve” or “to keep,” namely of the Old Ways. Honestly, if I hung out with conservatives, they’d probably start bashing me for being a liberal.

To be honest though, I’m probably too liberal for the conservatives, to conservative for the liberals, and i’m probably too totalitarian for the anarchists, and too anarchical (is that the right word? Anarchistic? No idea) for the non-anarchists. I just don’t fit in anywhere. I like empires, and I think Pagan Rome, for all its inhumanities, was a freaking cool place. I hate having people tell me what to do, and I would be happy to live as my Norse ancestors did where there were no lords, only free peoples who met maybe one a month to once every three months at the Thing to settle issues of law, and then went home.

When it comes down to it, I have the political outlook of a pre-7th century Norseman. There really isn’t any political ideology out there like that. So I guess I just muddle through.