The blogger. I have degrees in English language and literature, and I earned my living for most of my life by teaching writing to university undergraduates. About a decade ago I found WordPress.com and developed blogs about 1950s singers Jackie Wilson, Don Everly, and Jesse Belvin. I loved the results, which connected me with others interested in those singers.
In those days, WordPress was new and easy to use. The platform was largely devoted to blogging, and for about three years I taught my students how to set up a WP blog in a single fifty-minute class session. Now WordPress is devoted to commercial Web sites, and I find it virtually impossible to set up a simple blog here. I write these paragraphs (which are now called “blocks”) in a state of anger and frustration, not knowing if I can ever launch this site to the Internet. I have thousands of words written, and I cannot even get the homepage to function correctly. Pieces of the blog mysteriously disappear. Features I do not want and bits of ugly demo materials crop up out of nowhere. The days I invest in attempting to fix things get wasted.
The subject matter. This blog is about Andrew Tate, the utterly brilliant and super sexy Internet star whose ideas, advice, and showmanship entertain, inspire, and infuriate me by turns. I love his conviction, his courage, and his vivid unfiltered vocabulary. Although I disagree with some of his beliefs and conclusions, I appreciate that he makes me think about so many important matters.
Because my vantage point is that of a 75-year-old female, I am far from the young male audience Top G targets, but my viewpoint is my niche for the blog. I hope those interested in the points I bring up will get in touch with me.
My responses to Tate’s ideas and his Internet presence are shaped, of course, in my own life experience. This includes firsthand knowledge of the American Women’s Liberation Movement, which gained national prominence during my own undergraduate years, the early 1960s. By the time I finished my masters degree and began teaching full time in the 1970s, the movement was beginning to morph into the moronic, man-hating phenomenon we now refer to as Feminism. I supported the former, and I found the latter disgusting. I have always loved and admired men, which I attribute in large part to the character and achievement of my late father, who loved his wife and children and provided a stable and nurturing home life for us all.
Caution. This blog does not sing from the Woke Hymnal. I trust the long-form written communication found here will discourage most adherents of that religion. My chief interests include current affairs, the state of the English language, and the war between the sexes.* These interests converge in my observations on Andrew Tate.
*And I say “between” rather than “among” because I only recognize two sexes.
Cyclonejane
December 30, 2022
Conundrum Andrew Tate 