Personal update, and it's all happy

Hi everyone,

As many of you know, I lost my 20 year job and career at the end of last year at the hands of a woke cancellation mob from within my organization. Over the next few months, I lost the last of my old, nearly life-long friends, over differences in new-normal politics.

At the same time, I’ve been sweating to replace my income (not all the way there yet).

Then a historic flood overtook my second house (a modest duplex I rented and made a tiny bit of money on) and I had no insurance.

And just as I was about to sell my Burlington house (the one I live in, that I’m trying to leave), the furnace broke, and the buyer backed out of the contract.

It’s been very difficult.

But things are turning around.

First, a huge thank you to everyone who donated to my flood recovery fund. Your generosity to a total stranger has made it possible for me to get back on my feet with that house. It’s not finished yet, but it will be possible to finish it because of you. Thank you!

Today, I signed a contract to sell my house in Burlington. It’s a good price, from a great, cooperative buyer. No contingencies, cash up front. I couldn’t ask for a better situation. It’s such a relief. Even in this “great” market for sellers, it’s been three months trying to sell, with lots of false starts.

This will allow me to leave the Burlington area, which is woke-miserable and increasingly crime-ridden. And too expensive for me to live in. I stepped on my first syringe the other day walking into the studio.

I will be moving into the downstairs apartment that was flooded, that I used to rent on the market. Given that I have an upstairs tenant, this will be a good financial situation. My living expenses will decrease dramatically, allowing me to climb down off the walls about money, at least for a while.

And, it’s in the country, on a dirt road, and you have to walk to even see a neighbor’s house. Three acres for the cats to roam and hunt on, room for me to have a garden and target shooting practice, and bonfires at night. And a woodpile for the wood cookstove I’m going to put in.

I have a month to get packed and get that apartment fully restored after the flood—it’s halfway there. It still needs walls and new flooring, then paint.

Since I turned 21, I haven’t paid attention to my birthday anymore. But this has been a good one.

Thank you readers and subscribers. You make it possible for me and Kevin to make Disaffected. Many of you have also been personally generous to me during this flood. Boy, do I appreciate all of you.

And not just because you pay me/us. Because now, with this spot here, I’m meeting people who see what I see, people who are connected to reality and understand what we’re facing.

So many of you have told me my show or writing helps you feel sane. You do the same for me.