If you’re reading this, you can read English [or have a translating extension].

I accidentally got pretty good at this writing thing — which really sucks because my residency in this English speaking country (U.S.A) is anything but permanent.

There are many mean names thrown around for who I am, and the broad group I belong to. Yet, those meanies love America’s colonial settler class, so I’m reclaiming those terms. I’m willing to sign treaties which I’ll unequivocally revoke soon after.

Alas, if or when I get deported, I’ll take my near-seven-figure public education with me; but that’s America’s problem, not mine. You may be thinking, “That’s a lot of commas.” I’d say, “Maybe.”

What I am thinking is, ‘how do I feed and clothe myself doing this?’ What even is this? [‘Oh wow, you think you invented blogging?’ No. I don’t think I invented blogging.] I guess this is just a way to put my time to good use.

Whatever, I’m done proving my worth. Here’s a load of bullshit.