It Is S.A.D.: The Leftist Brain Exposed
After the military service, I started studying for my law degree. I first went to Hastings
Law School in San Francisco.
This was a public funded school, a part of the University of California. There I found
many opportunities to debate during school and after. I found debate to be a wonderful
intellectual way to test my beliefs. There were many liberals and they wanted to gang up
on me. It was fun. After the first year, I transferred to USC law school, and obtained my
doctorate in law.
On schedule I passed the State Bar and was admitted to practice in the State of California
Courts and the Federal Courts (not the Supreme Court which is a different application.).
Shortly after my graduation in 1961 Goldwater began the run for President. I found a
hero in this Candidate. I remember the Cow Palace GOP convention of 1964, in San
Francisco, and how his conservatism split the Republican Party. I knew I had to do a part
to help out because so many Republicans in Name only (Not called RINOS then) refused
to help. I even posted campaign posters in Watts, an entirely Black community in Los
Angeles. You remember the one where the residences burned it down in 1965 because of
a perceived race motivated impounding of the car of Marquette Frye. When the riots were
over 34 were dead, 3032 injured and 3,952 arrested. Millions of dollars of property
damage occurred as the rioters burned and pillaged the property of others. I hope my
intrusion in 1964 had nothing to do with the heated tensions.
Still there never was a mentor or person who influenced my beliefs. Law School made
me even more certain I was right. (Did I say Right?) What I mean is that I became a
devotee to the rule of law over a Judge and a stronger devotee to the Constitution and the
writings of the Founders.
In law practice, I was a trial lawyer and examined and cross examined just about every
type of person and profession imaginable. I spent 5 years as a prosecutor and the rest in
private practice. I continued to argue politics whenever I could.
Even at Hastings, I found most liberals refused to debate. That has been my life
experience. In fact I must say, the few I was able to debate always caved. That is they
ended up abandoning logic and common sense, and used emotional cymbals (not
symbols) to end their participation. Such as ?You just don‘t get it, or You are racists, or
Capitalists are just plain stupid, etc.? Facts and logic seemed to be abandoned by the
liberal debaters who stayed with me.
In time, politics invited me into the mix and I ran for State office twice and, twice I came
very close to the incumbent, but lost. My opponent was never found nude in a fountain
with two lovely ladies. The incumbency factor did me in. In fact, it was a good thing,
because I was a husband and father and quite poor.
If I had won, I would still be poor. Honest men do not get rich in politics.
The years rolled by and still I was outspoken and endeavored to win the minds and hearts
of others to the Conservative view. Some call me a renaissance man. If that is true, no
one should seek it. Keeps you very busy. Today, among many things, I write this book
and have a Conservative talk show called ?THE ROOSTER CROWS?
(TheRoosterCrows.net.) I am still at it, trying to convince folks of the best form of
government for we, the flawed.