I am a 40-something recovering print journalist, who has dabbled in various other “projects” as an independent contractor such as writing scripts for live television, ghost writing two really lame books for children about now-aging athletes, working as a magazine correspondent, freelance public relations and, ever so briefly, athlete management. My dabbling also extends to real estate investing and a brief foray into wine retailing.

Since I do have fairly strong opinions about the sorry state of the world, liberals and ultra-liberals, airline employees, the suffocating march of political correctness and golf — in no particular order — and, as I do not find myself with a talk radio show, I’ve decided to start blogging.

Some would tell you I am a D.A.W.G. (Disgusted, Angry White Guy). But, more importantly, I am a Conservative Soldier, guided by the convictions of a true conservative and the discipline of a warrior.

Welcome to a small corner of the universe where clear thought, unabridged malice toward stupidity, and intolerance of hypocrisy and deception can thrive, and where shelter awaits fellow Conservative Soldiers (and DAWGs) of all ages.