A Bridge Over Troubled Waters

Introduction to Part 1: Talking to My Selves

My penname is Macbeth Raymondovich.  Super curious, this being a self-inflicted memoir.

I mean:

• What -utter- "nimrod" anonymously extols himself under such an ostentatious nom de plume?

Um... Me??

Yet, I may be related to venerable King Macbeth.  Via a very, very...  Very.  "Once upon a time" marriage.  'Tis a terribly Scottish thing.  (Scots are terrible.   Ask the Irish.)

Macbeth: a variant of a once popular name of distinction.  Likely Scottish.  Probably Irish.  Unlikely Japanese.  (Kilt-clad ninjas wielding bagpipes [whist dancing a jig] is so wrong.)  Plus, haggis doesn't pair with sushi.  No.  It does not.

Raymondovich: a patronymic name of a more ... Eastern European protocol.  (Which honors a kinswoman.)

Translation:

I'm a semi-Scottish [probably Irish], annoyingly Italian, American mutt...  With multiple, genealogical claims to Raymond, Raymondo, or both.  But I'm disgustingly cute and adorable.

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Hey.   Doing me best to bolster international relations.  That I am.  (In a pig's eye?  Nope.  In a T-Rex's eye?  [Yeah...  I'm liking that...])

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A word of encouragement / clarification:

First of all, I'm an utter aardvark.  Here's proof:

A)  This book contains scads of essays that were originally written years ago.  When I compiled them, I didn't do so in the order in which they were originally written.  Moreover, I've done some editing here and there.  My opinions, self-image, and concerns have changed considerably over the timespan covered.

B)  By the way, yes, I've seriously contemplated political matters.  Equally "yes" to both theological and scientific matters.  I'm neither a professional politician nor a professional scientist.  (But I am a professional crazy person.  Obviously.)

C)  I've no college, university, or seminary training in theology.  I'm not an "ordained" anything .... and certain not a "chaplain," "elder," "deacon," et cetera, et cetera.

D)  Equally, I can't boast about my hobby of "theoretical physics."

E)  As a veteran...  While enlisted for six years, I was a sad sack and a grunt.

F)  By any "worldly" measure of a "man," I'm of no account.  Me actually getting elected to any political post would likely be an extraordinarily bad idea...

Mostly because I'd aspire to be both honest and honorable ... two (2) traits that we Americans — loathe / detest / despise — in our political leaders.  Why?  Because we're all aardvarks.

•  Yes.  You too can be a professional crazy person.  Free on-the-job training.  Really, really, really ... long vacations. 

•  And insane asylum cuisine is to die for.  Plus, the doctors LITERALLY have skeletons in their closets.

Doing — anything — on social media that dovetails with real people, speculation, stating strong philosophies, etc., carries risk.

Although Wattpad™ presents itself as a writing platform, it's also social media.  This autobiography deals with my events and opinions.  I'm an autistic, military veteran.

I've been crazy and I've been insane ... so, yes, there is a difference that transcends the mere intensity of the disturbance.  Crazy can be dealt with, but insanity is a mindbender ... that hurts: