So, They Decided to Hand Me the Keys

Hi, everybody!  It’s the Big Bad Bald Bastard here.  I received an e-mail from the moderators and was invited to join the Rumproast team.  It’s a simultaneously humbling and exhilarating prospect… exhilarating because it’s a real vote of confidence in my abilities as a writer, and humbling because the invitation has come in the middle of a period in which the regulars have been on fire, deconstructing the idiocy of Todd Akin, and placing it in a historical and legislative context.  How’s a guy supposed to jump in with a hidely hodely post when one’s compatriots are sticking it to the knuckle-dragging Patriarchal Dominance Structure? 

I guess a short autobiographical note is in order now…  I first decided to play “The Bastard” back in 2006, I chose the ‘nym to poke fun at both machismo (a sure hallmark of masculine insecurity) and the typical New York “take no B.S.” attitude.  In reality, I tend to be a bookish egghead (albeit one who loves to fight) and a card carrying nerd.  I live in the City of Yonkers, which lies directly north of The Bronx.  The “City of Hills, Where Nothing is on the Level” would be a considered a fairly large sized city in most locations, but, being adjacent to NYC, it’s merely a suburb.  For the record, I live in the tavern district

I’m pretty coy about my workplace, but I’ve been employed by a local not-for-profit organization for the past six years.  I work at several sites, each of incredible beauty.  My job is usually not too onerous (my typical joke is that “it’s really cushy, except when it’s not”), and I occasionally have time for a game of Angry Bird.  I put my time in with Corporate America, working for a small firm known as Agony Is Guaranteed, and promised myself that I’d never die by inches in a cube farm again… thankfully, I didn’t participate in the stock purchase plan.

As far as politics go, I’ve been a liberal ever since I became politically aware (thank you Messers Strummer and Bragg, and Ms. Styrene).  As a high schooler, I wrote letters for Amnesty International.  In college, I really wasn’t politically involved- socializing and studying took precedent.  I forced myself to become politically aware once again during the Bush maladministration, when I figured out that things were going dreadfully awry in a country which had seemed so well-run scant years before.  I survived the early oughts with my sanity intact by compulsively watching Keith Olbermann and beating the bejeezus out of a heavy bag during the commercial breaks.  In late 2009, I started blogging.  I would describe my own blog as “a whole lot of navel gazing, with some crystal gazing, and some gazing into the abyss”.  I’ll try to refrain from navel gazing here.

Once again, I want to thank the crack Rumproast team for inviting me to the party.  It’s very exciting to join some of the smartest, sharpest political observers, and I hope to start with the punditry in my next post.

Posted by Big Bad Bald Bastard on 08/29/12 at 05:09 AM • Permalink

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Woot! Welcome to the sidebar, BBBB!

... promised myself that I’d never die by inches in a cube farm again ...

A cube? You were lucky. I had to grovel naked under a desk in’t basement licking ‘t ink off blueprints with ‘t tongue while being lashed with a copy of that day’s Sun by a drunken ex-RN chief petty officer in NaziI drag gargling “Tomorrow Belongs To Me” off-key.

Since getting into self-employment, I now have to simulate this scenario to get any work done.

Congrats!

WooooHoooo, B4.  Welcome aboard from the next-to-the-newest newbie.  Roasters are gonna Rock the Casbah . . .

Welcome to the party, you Bastard!  Hope you are prepared to get silly… it is our surest foundation in these ridiculous times, and I can’t wait to see what you build.

Yay, welcome to the front page, you magnificent Bastard.

Fucking Yonkers? Yonkers? Is Lyle Alzado here somewhere? Who the fuck lives in Yonkers? Sure, Yonkers gave us Ella and Krupa along with Vinegar Joe Stilwell, but it’s fucking Yonkers.

All that’s missing is a goddamned dyke, a windmill and some wooden shoes.

Alright!! Now that web-logging has been replaced by Twitting & Facebook, The Usual Gang of Idiots is taking over the blog-o-sphere.

They’ll let anybody on the web these days.  Welcome aboard, BBBB!

WOO Hooooo!
~

Yay!  Congrats B4!!

- Are you from Brooklyn?
- Yonkers.
- What are those?

Dude! You’re lifted up where you belong, where the eagles fly!
Great news.

Wooohooo, B4! Looking forward to reading your posts!

Woot! Welcome to the sidebar, BBBB!

Thanks for the opportunity!

Congrats!

Thanks, old chum!

WooooHoooo, B4.  Welcome aboard from the next-to-the-newest newbie.  Roasters are gonna Rock the Casbah . . .

You’re a hard act to follow, my dear!

Welcome to the party, you Bastard!  Hope you are prepared to get silly… it is our surest foundation in these ridiculous times, and I can’t wait to see what you build.

Thanks for the vote of confidence!

Yay, welcome to the front page, you magnificent Bastard.

Thanks, Xecky, I’ve been a long time fan of yours.

Fucking Yonkers? Yonkers? Is Lyle Alzado here somewhere? Who the fuck lives in Yonkers? Sure, Yonkers gave us Ella and Krupa along with Vinegar Joe Stilwell, but it’s fucking Yonkers.

Don’t forget Gus Hall, Stephen Tallarico, and DMX!

Alright!! Now that web-logging has been replaced by Twitting & Facebook, The Usual Gang of Idiots is taking over the blog-o-sphere.

I shan’t be constrained by a 140-character limit!

They’ll let anybody on the web these days.  Welcome aboard, BBBB!

I blame Al Gore.

WOO Hooooo!

Hey, you’ve been one of my biggest supporters, right from the get-go.

- Are you from Brooklyn?
- Yonkers.
- What are those?

Young men of substance!

Dude! You’re lifted up where you belong, where the eagles fly!
Great news.

And you’re where you belong, old chum, where the kiwis soar.

Wooohooo, B4! Looking forward to reading your posts!

No pressure… no pressure…

Comment by Big Bad Bald Bastard on 08/29/12 at 04:21 PM

I’m excited to see you here BBB! You are a unique voice for big bald bastards on the internet—at least, you are the only self proclaimed one I know of.

aimai

Woot! and Welcome, BBBB!

I’m excited to see you here BBB! You are a unique voice for big bald bastards on the internet—at least, you are the only self proclaimed one I know of.

The problem is, most Big Bad Bald Bastards are actually bad and bastards.

Woot! and Welcome, BBBB!

High five!

Hey! Westchester represent, 4B!

(I hope I phrased it correctly~~I’m a Croton kid, myself)

In any case, welcome to the front page, and make with the Bastardliness!

Very glad to have you here B4!  And on with the Rethug bashing!  Currently listening to the Lies Emanating From Teh Republican Convention on the radio. Dear gawd.  At least I don’t have to look at them.

B4b, your comments around the blogosphere have been on fire lately, and now we’re lucky enough to get you in long form?  I feel lucky! 

I’ve gone through phases, depending on how much I’m working and such, where I did tons of blog-reading, and times where I don’t.  In the latter case, I still always read RumpRoast, so I am glad you’ll be at my “select” site!

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