I’m pleased to welcome Ken Gibson to the Windypundit family.
(I call it a “family” because being a blogger here at Windypundit is just like being a member of a family in which we work together with a spirit of cooperation and unity. Also, he’s not going to get paid. And I’m Dad. Not one of those modern TV dads who’s befuddled but enlightened and tries to be friends with all his kids. No, I’m one of those ’50’s TV dads who expects to be obeyed.)
Ken’s been sending me emails about interesting stories for a while now, and sometimes I even write about them. Ken and I also get together once in a while to have long, drawn-out discussions about civil liberties, science, police misconduct, lawyers, outer space, education, business, and video games. Sometimes I get a post out of these discussions, too. Ken is also the photographer who took the photo of the Chicago lakefront that I use in my banner.
Ken and I both got our degrees from the Illinois Institute of Technology, and before that we both attended the same high school, where we had several classes together, including the English class I mentioned in my post dissing classical mythology. It turns out Ken disagrees with me about mythology, and that’s going to be the subject of his first post.
You know that old saying about how a good friend will help you move a dead body? Ken’s not that good of a friend. So if he tells you he knows nothing about any dead body — and besides he and I were both twenty miles away across town at the time — it’s because that’s exactly how it happened.