Searching for a Voice

Today is my re-birthday. This is the day I leave behind my concrete, earthly soap-box in favor of something a little more metaphysical (or perhaps techno-centric is a better word). Yes ladies and gentleman, this is my first blog ever. Not quite sure of how to flex my newfound bionic vocal chords, I suppose I will describe the events that have led up to this memorable moment. Recently, I have been searching for my voice. It all starts with an opinion. Throughout the day I read a myriad of articles on all sorts of topics, from the repeal of the so-called Defense of Marriage Act to the kooky schemes of Scientology, and I yearn for a place in which to explore ideologies and examine the vast scope of human polarities. Lately, these rogue (curse you Sarah Palin) thoughts have fallen on deaf ears (mostly due to the fact that my friends are tired of listening to my second-hand social commentary and are jealous that their workplaces are without the luxury of high-speed internet access). Hence, my journey into the world of technology begins.

Here's a little bit about me. I'm a bi-racial transgender republican. Just kidding. But sometimes I wish I was that diverse and interesting. I'm actually a white gay male in my mid-twenties with a background in: Surprise! Theatre performance and English literature. My true passions lie somewhere between the existential stoicism of British Literature post-1900 and the Avant-garde and seemingly nihilistic plays of one Sarah Kane. But perhaps those subjects are better explored later, when there's more time . . . and that leads me to the real reason for starting this blog. This blog is a shout-out to a generation 'left behind' by a counrty in the midst of economic and cultural crisis. Or perhaps it's a direct representation of my restlessness as a middle-class white male feeling the weight of mediocrity upon my twenty-something shoulders. I spent the past two years as a flight attendant herding rude people around the globe in glorified fruit crates and have given that up to re-join the art world and do some theatre in a quaint Mississippi town in Wisconsin. Oh yeah, and I have a day job. So without further ado, I introduce to you R.M.B.-Speak, a blog that will explore all things that enter the vast (and perhaps hollow) realm of my psyche. Stay tuned.