When Political Ideology Strikes Home

When political ideology strikes home, a man truly faces gut check time, particularly if that man’s politics is at least slightly in the public sphere, as mine are through this blog and my actions with the Libertarian Party, among other things.

As a Libertarian, I oppose any government mandates on what kinds of coverage insurance companies must offer.
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Something We Need to Remember

Non-interventionism applies to EVERY internal affair of another nation, even internal conflicts where we feel one side is fighting for their basic human freedoms.

I’ve seen a lot of libertarians, both ‘L’ and ‘l’, getting worked up about the ‘crisis’ in Iran and saying we need to support the Iranians and even a few have gone so far as to say our government needs to get involved.
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Sound Familiar?

Another cause was the fact that First Leader fought many wars, bringing the nation to the verge of bankruptcy, and Second Leader supported the dissidents during another country’s Revolution, exacerbating the precarious financial condition of the government. The national debt amounted to almost two billion [dollars, this was from a long time ago]. The social burdens caused by war included the huge war debt, made worse by the leadership’s military failures and ineptitude, and the lack of social services for war veterans. The inefficient and antiquated financial system was unable to manage the national debt, something which was both caused and exacerbated by the burden of a grossly inequitable system of taxation. Another cause was the continued conspicuous consumption of the rich, especially the [White House and Congressional leadership], despite the financial burden on the populace. High unemployment and high bread prices caused more money to be spent on food and less in other areas of the economy. There was too little internal trade and too many customs barriers.

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Education in 1984

Note: 1984 was published 60 years ago today, and in honor of that occassion I am re-posting this article. This was actually one of the first political blog posts I ever wrote, back way before the idea for SWGAPolitics.com had ever entered my head and I was still doing everything in Myspace.
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My Plan to Solve Georgia’s Voter Verification Problem

Thursday, I wrote about Karen Handel’s problems with the US Department of Justice, specifically the face that DOJ ruled some of the procedures her office as Secretary of State put in place for voter verification purposes. In fact, the DOJ had found that sixty percent of those people the Secretary of State’s office had listed as ‘non-citizens’ were, in fact, citizens.

I’ve been asked by some, including Peach Pundit’s Icarus and others connected to Ms. Handel’s Governor campaign, about what specifically I would do differently.
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School Proms and Non-Interventionism

Sometimes local control means the locals do things that you don’t agree with. This could mean Shari’a in Iraq, gun bans in England… or private racially segregated proms here in Georgia.

As usual this time of year, the ‘main stream’ media – specifically the New York Times – has picked up on the story of continued racially segregated proms, this time here in Georgia in Montgomery County.
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SWGAPolitics.com Interview with Austin Scott, Part 2: Democratic Candidates and The Question

After Rep. Scott talked about why he was running for Governor and what he thought about his GOP Primary opponents, we discussed his potential Democratic Party challengers in the General Election and The Question on everyone’s minds – will he drop out of the Governor’s race to challenge Jim Marshall for the 8th Congressional District instead?
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SWGAPolitics.com Interview with Austin Scott, Part 1: Why Governor and Other GOP Candidates

After Carlton’s article on State Rep Austin Scott (R-Tifton) ran this past Sunday, I contacted his campaign via its website to ask about interviewing him for this site. To my surprise, I not only heard back from them within 24 hours, but I was sitting down with Mr. Scott himself by the middle of the week.

Talking to the man, he came across as very sincere, honest, and open. He is a man deeply committed to his family before his political career, and that came across as very genuine in my talk with him – not just the cliche that you would typically associate with a politician mentioning his family.

Note: I will post the full, unedited audio once this series is complete. I wouldn’t want to ruin any surprises, but I have said I will post it for transparency, and I will. Note that I am already posting the audio for each segment and that this was recorded in a local Starbucks here in Albany, hence the various background noises. It was also the first interview I’ve ever conducted, and first time I’ve ever attempted to transcribe anything, so please forgive any goofs on my part. 😀 [Continue Reading]

Monsters and the Weak: A Response to Yesterday Morning’s “Small Town Soapbox”

I typically listen to KCountry 104.5 in the mornings on my way to work because they syndicate a morning show out of the northern suburbs of Atlanta from a man that I grew up listening to on Kicks 101.5, Moby in the Morning. I don’t remember him doing this ‘Small town Soapbox’ every morning when I was growing up, but it is a daily feature of his show now, and generally it is pretty good.

Yesterday morning’s, however, irked me a bit – which is something Moby admits is occasionally his intention.
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The Mothers In My Life

I’ve learned a lot from the mothers in my life, particularly my own mother, Wanda Sexton. But also both of my grandmothers, June Sexton and the late Sara Cooper, and even my aunt Doris Leathers, who always treated me, my brothers, and several of our cousins as the kids she never had. Recently, I’ve even learned a lesson or two from my mother in law, Vicky Hubbs.

The single greatest lesson I’ve learned from my own mom is unconditional love and to never give up. I’ve faced a lot of battles where she was one of few people that believed in me, even when I didn’t believe in myself. She loved me even when I embarrassed the hell out of her and did things that she’ll disagree with to the day she dies. Sometimes, that love has meant she hid things from me that I’m only now realizing as an adult that she had hid from me. Such as how scared she must have been during the 1994 blizzard with no power, few blankets, and three small boys all day when dad was going into work. Or just how often she had to stand up for me in my various battles with the school system. Indeed, she was the one that taught me much of how I now fight my political battles at this very moment. She never showed fear, and she didn’t like it when her own pain was obvious – she still doesn’t. I found out she had cancer two days before she was having the operation done to remove it. She also taught me how to have a successful marriage, one that later this year will hit the 29 year mark, even though her own parents divorced when she was in her teens. She has been my rock throughout my life, and I could not be more thankful for her, nor more proud to call her my mom. I truly do love her with all my heart.

From June, I learned how to survive. I’m not going to throw out a lot of family business here, but suffice it to say that there are certain things about how my dad raised me that he had personal experience with growing up, and June bore the brunt of it even more than he did. She survived Hades on earth, and in my darkest times, she never let me give up. I deeply love her as well – though with no computer, she’ll never see this unless someone prints it out and shows it to her.

From Sara, I got an interesting dichotomy that I also see to a lesser extent in Vicky. Sara and my late grandfather, Will Waters, got divorced, like I mentioned earlier, in my mom’s teens, LONG before I came into the picture in 1983. Yet throughout my life, they always got along great, at least anytime I saw them together. Sara remarried to the man that I came to consider my second grandfather, JC Cooper, and was married to him for somewhere around 20 years that I have personal knowledge of before he died. She and JC actually lived, at various points, on the same land – or even in the same house- as Will. This showed me that even when most people would EXPECT you to not get along, civility and even friendship is still possible, which is a lesson I try to uphold today on the political scene and in the rest of my life. Sara died a little over two years ago, and my deepest regret is that the last time I was around her when she was alive, I was mad at her over something so inconsequential that I don’t even remember what it was now.

Doris is officially my aunt, but in reality she has always been a second mother. There’s a LOT that I can’t talk about here that she did for me and my family, but there are several things that I CAN point to. I took my first non-church or school related overnight trip away from my family with her, back in the summer of 2001 when I was 18 years old. We went to Orlando for a conference with the organization that would come to dominate the rest of my college years, but that I was just getting involved with at the time. She rented us a 2001 yellow Mustang GT convertible and let me drive it around all weekend. (Still my favorite car I’ve ever driven!) When I decided to leave the church I had grown up in, she was a member at the church my parents had been married in years before, and invited me to come join her there. I did, and I grew spiritually in ways I had not really grown before, nor unfortunately really have since. But that church was fairly pivotal in all that I have become now. In my late teen years and early twenties, she was the one that watched over me from a distance even when I couldn’t tell my parents what was going on. (Hey, I’ve always been much better at writing my feelings and letting people read them than actually talking about them – hence this post!) Truly, I love her nearly as much as I love my own mother.

The most recent addition to the mothers in my life is my mother in law, Vicky Hubbs. We haven’t faced near the battles together that the other mothers have shared with me, but I honestly love her still. She is such a kind, decent, loving woman. She will definitely be a great influence on my kids, and she’s been a great influence on my wife, the love of my life.

To all of the mothers in my life, Happy Mother’s Day!