As folks know, I have been starting to get back into podcasts. I have done a few here and there since ending the main show about 2 years ago. Will I ever go back to full time? No, as I am already working full time at work and going back to college as well banging out 3 credits every 7 weeks (lol). So to quote a viral video, “Ain’t nobody got time fo dat!” But don’t get me wrong, I will still have blogs, vlogs, and podcasts. (Vlogcasts??? maybe!)
Anyways, I thought it was timely that I updated this blog with a situation that I recently dealt with that is very relevant to my faith and political ideologies.
I had a good faith concern that I brought up about someone that worked with us and the state. We scheduled a meeting about it with both a state agent and the supervisor at the agency I am subcontracted with. At the meeting, the state agent copied and pasted an excerpt from my blog (which now I have removed) and showed it to the supervisor. They were concerned about how “bad” something on this blog looked and that I need to “Take down the blog”. They said it could have negative consequences for my family. I even asked them to reword what I wrote, and after they saw my edits, they still said I needed to censor myself. I have been told that the first amendment does not apply in this case because I represent the subcontractor (and the agency). I did not like it and have asked for everything in writing as to what I am allowed to talk about and not talk about. I am assuming if my blogged is “googled” again, this very post could be asked to be taken down. The fact is, as a Christian and someone who believes in rights, it was a hard battle to choose. I had to choose between dropping my pride or defending my rights. I hear all this talk about as Christians, we are supposed to turn the other cheek and not try to defend our rights. To a degree, I agree with that as I know vengeance is the Lord’s and God will provide. However at the same time, a part of me screams, “I will not be rolled over!”. So, this pathetic blog post is the last vestige of my dying pride saying to those in charge that I am highly disappointed in the decision. I am not doing this to give anyone satisfaction but God himself. Until I die, there will be a little bit of myself that tries to survive. Am I evil?