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Delusions of Grandeur


It's been two weeks since my last blog and as I write this...I have no idea what to write about. I've been in a funk lately and have felt very uninspired. It happens. I'm sure Hemingway, Faulkner, and even Shakespeare had a dry spell. But all of us monuments of literature eventually rise up like a phoenix from the ashes and deliver the classic, and irreplaceable literature you've come to know from us. Where would this world be without "Gus O'Neil's Blog"? Would we have fallen down into a dark pit of anarchy, perhaps a post apocalyptic world of pain and suffering? Have you people ever watched The Walking Dead??? Is that what you want?

Of course I'm not saving the world here and I'm only kidding when I put myself in the same sentence as the literary greats mentioned above. Am I suffering delusions of grandeur? Perhaps. In the last month web traffic at gusoneil.com has slacked off. I used to get 80 to 100 visits a day. How many have I had this week so far? Twelve. Twelve in five days. Perhaps the reign of Gus the First is over. My Instagram followers have plummeted faster than a fat kid on a seesaw! I can't help but wonder why? Was it something I said? =)

A friend told me recently that people may not follow and comment on my posts in fear that they'll be called out for it. Really? Your boss is going to fire you because you like a meme on my facebook page? Or that you laughed (or God forbid) agreed with something I said on Facebook? I'm not that important. I really started voicing my opinions on that stack of shit we call "Facebook" when Mitch Landrieu starting removing history here in New Orleans. People were mad, pissed, and I thought I was going to see mobs of people with pitchforks and torches moving through the Vieux Carre in route to City Hall to make Mitch pay for what he had done. But nothing happened. Those that did try and do something were called "racists" and that shut people up real quick. Nobody wants to be called "racist".

So the New Orleans statues came down faster than Bill Clinton's pants in the Oval Office. Then came Charlotte, Memphis, St. Louis, Madison, and now even Chicago. Monuments and now graves in cemeteries are being targeted. And except for a few...most people remain publicly quiet because they fear being branded a racist, bigot, or white supremacist. These terms were attached to Southern History by the media. April is Confederate History & Heritage month. You'd know that if you went to gusoneil.com. I've been featuring Confederate tidbits every day, but only about 24 people have seen them. Is the mass exodus from my page a result of my support of the Confederacy? Is being a student and lover of history now frowned upon? I'd really like to know, but nobody is really emailing me or engaging in conversation. Back in January my pal Johnny Reb and I started doing a podcast. We got fan mail after the first episode. Then...things slowly tapered off. After our third episode we have received (as of 4-12-18) not one message or email. So something has happened, and that something is people have stopped listening.

I hope the two of you reading this enjoy it, and perhaps after this blog there will only be one of you left. But I don't care. I really do this for me. Sure it was more fun when I got the emails and messages, but regardless of that, I'll still say what I want to say when I want. I always have and I always will. I can only hope this extreme level of political correctness will eventually pass, and that this new fixation with race will pass even faster. I'm writing this blog on National Holocaust Remembrance Day. A day where everyone says "Never Forget". Ok, but what about all the other history? That's expendable? Apparently it is. So on this National Holocaust Remembrance Day I am faced with the dilema...can I barbecue pork on a gas grill or do I put it in the oven?

Laissez les bons temps rouler ~ Gus


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