“Hate or Be Hated: How I Survived Right-Wing Extremism,” is my story of being raised by a paranoid white-trash hillbilly in the woods of Western Washington preparing for the impending communist invasion.It’s taken me decades to reject the filth, paranoia and brainwashing that my dad, the John Birch Society and the National Rifle Association emphasized. Both of my parents hate me for rejecting their nonsense. If I was more like them or Donald Trump, Timothy McVeigh, Ted Cruz, Ted Nugent or David Duke – they’d be happy.There is something seriously and deadly wrong in America when racists, sexists, paranoids and those full of hatred, brainwash their children with their own narrow-minded belief systems. As long as ignorant extremists breed and do their best at cloning themselves – racism, hate and bigotry in America will continue to thrive. This will only get worse unless more and more adult children stand up to their parents and reject their mindless paranoia and hate.
Had I stayed the course and been loyal to my dad’s ideals,there’s no question that I’d likely be dead and/or would have demonstrated a similar moronic and catastrophic terror like that of Timothy McVeigh, the “good son,” for example. If I hadn’t wrenched myself out of the deep end, I imagine that I would be playing a significant role with the Tea Party and the current wave of right-wing extremism eroding and desperately trying to take over America. These are the only two scenarios where I can think my father would actually be proud of me.