Being Non-Political in a Partisan Society

                Throughout the day, I am bombarded with political biases, be they right or left, Democrat or Republican, or occasionally a third-party. I will be asked questions and expected to give an opinion. For the most part, these questions come from family or friends, and I feel perfectly fine with answering those questions. Sometimes, I will see something on the social media platforms I visit that are politically motivated, and I will share my opinion on the subject.

                There are moments, however, when I must be careful about having a public opinion about something political. In those times, I must be ‘non-political’ during a time that my country is heavily partisan and vocal about its politics.

                I should note here, thanks to a friends’ observations: this does not mean I am apolitical or do not care about issues. I don’t believe you can be apolitical in our current climate and still be a functioning human being. I care very strongly about my politics. I am also under heavy restrictions where they are concerned.

                I must explain, every time I must refrain from giving an opinion: I must follow the rules of the Hatch Act.

                To provide context: The Hatch Act of 1939 prevents federal officials from endorsing or voicing politically biased opinions when performing their duties as a federal official. Specifically, it applies to members of the executive branch, but broadly, it applies to people who work for an organization with government backing. If you’re in uniform, you cannot give your opinion on political matters, because you’d be giving an endorsement of a bias. This, in turn, would mean that the organization you represent (through your uniform) also endorses your bias.

                Sounds a bit crazy but trust me: litigation can get that in-depth. I was a Union Steward for two years; I’ve used this exact kind of legal language in my grievance negotiations.

                Now, when I am not on-duty and not in uniform, I can speak freely. I usually do and gleefully dive into the discussions that grow from such moments. I am very vocal about my politics, so long as I do not represent my organization.

                (You’ll notice how careful I am about naming my workplace. It doesn’t take much effort to know who I work for but refraining from naming them in this essay gives me the loophole I need to talk about these things.)

                I have to be very patient with customers during working hours to provide facts without seeming politically biased. This is harder than it sounds, since giving such information can, to the customers, put me within a particular camp without me saying anything that is actually biased to one side or another.

                To give you more context, let’s look at the COVID-19 pandemic. As a federal official, I explain to customers approaching me that we must, as per CDC regulations, maintain social distance and wear masks. I have mine at-the-ready for such an occasion. One of my customers told me that I was an idiot for following such regulations, and that I had to be a “dirty liberal nutcase” for doing so.

                I’m used to getting yelled at during my job. People aren’t happy about a lot of things that have to do with my job, and I’m generally quiet and passive about these outbursts. It’s generally best to just let the customer air their grievance so I can thoroughly and logically address their problems. But when this happens, my nerves go on ‘high-alert’ and I make sure to phrase my responses accordingly. As a member of the executive branch, I’m held to a higher standard and all the bullshit that comes with such. It’d be all too easy for me to begin explaining something, have it sound biased, and that customer to have their phone out, recording.

                If that were to happen, I’d be up for discipline at the least, or fired outright. There was a moment when, in a public setting after work, I was in uniform and talking politics with a close friend, and a bystander took out their phone as if to record when I told them, bluntly, to not do so. It is the sort of situation that can make someone a bit paranoid.

                Now, as my organization is drawn further into the media spotlight, I am asked more often to give my opinion on political matters. These questions are earnest. My opinion is honestly sought after, so I don’t fault the person asking. But it puts me in a precarious situation, or as I’ve said to friends, I’m dealing with the existential crisis that is my job becoming political while I am restricted from being so.

                I want to talk about the issues that surround my day-job, folks. I have concerns and worries. Unfortunately, I am held to a higher standard than others and must follow the rules of the Hatch Act. I always tell people “ask me when I’m out of uniform or not representing my organization”. I would gladly dive into the discussions at those times, but only then.

                Until this extremely partisan time is beyond us, I must maintain a non-political stance. I can only ask for understanding during this time.

Adding Content and Figuring out How This Works

The more I delve into building this thing, the more I’m reminded that I was never given an education in basic tech work. One day I’ll finally have the skills I need, but for the moment it’s trial-and-error and a lot of “BUTWHYDON’TYOUDOTHAT?”

I’ve been wanting to start putting up a few of my stories and campaign ideas up here for a while. Occasionally I have essays or concepts that I want to explore, but after so many years of adding to the files, I’ve been wanting to share some of these ideas.

The fun part to figuring out how to share these ideas? I’m a organization freak and I like knowing that if I put a story up as a page, it’s visible and easy to find. So far, that’s proving problematic.

But as I continue to learn how to build this website, I’ll invite you to read the first chapter of a Shadowrun story I’ve always wanted to pursue.

https://wp.me/PbJpCI-4N

If I finally figure out what I’m doing, I’ll put up more stories, but for the moment this is my “I’ve been writing in one world too much, I need a good distraction” project.

The Question of Monetizing

It has been brought to my attention that I can use this site to make a little money. I was told, by both people and ads, that I can design this place to be a spot where you, the reader, would pay for the content I put out into the world.

Now, let’s understand a few things.

do want to make money from my writing. Becoming a successful (that is, funded) writer is both a dream and an ambition. I’d like to actually be home to see my kids grow up instead of the “two hours a day during a week, Sundays guaranteed” thing I have going on at the moment. I’ve been tempted to set up a Patreon, because if anything else, having people pay me the occasional dollar would force me to adhere to a writing schedule/routine.

But this place? I’m not so sure about that.

I’ve seen charities I’ve wanted to support, and in the future (that is, when I figure out how to set it up and it get attention) I will set up donations for people to give money to those charities, but beyond that I don’t want to turn this place into a money-grabbing cesspool. Yes, I want to make money for my words, but this is a place I can put my thoughts down for the simple joy of knowing someone would read it.

I’ll be adding a couple of new pages within this site soon, writing prompts and gaming notes. Maybe I’ll give Patreon another look.

Enjoy the Sunday, folks.

Stepping into a New World (RPG)

It’s one of my bragging points (in all honesty, should not be a bragging point but should make you feel sad) that I have been the main game-runner of RPGs for my group for nearly 20 years. From my first session of 16 people in Dungeons & Dragons (3rd Edition) way back when I was 15 years old to now, I’ve been the guy among my groups that would write up adventures and challenges. I actually have several files in the cabinet with “Campaign” marked on it, some with “Finished” and most just unresolved. That’s the way of it, unfortunately.

But one of my players, the guy I usually call “my buddy” because he’s the friend I talk to every day but likes his privacy on the Internet, reached out to me a week ago with a proposal: he wanted to get a group together for a game.

This is not new to me. I’m used to one player getting to me with a “I want to play this scenario!” idea, and I agree to it. I love writing up plots and challenges, seeing what the players would do in a given situation. Sometimes it gives me the opportunity to try out a new monster, trap, or puzzle. My favorite was a chess-style challenge that stumped the players for, I kid you not, over an hour. I was stupidly impressed by their willingness when I said “For this part of the game, I need all of you to turn in your phones and tablets so you cannot cheat” and six adults put their cell phones and computers into a basket in order to keep playing. That’s one hell of a compliment.

But this time, my buddy had something different. “I want to have a game based in WarHammer 40K, and I want to run it.”

Well. Holy shit.

WH40K is the only tabletop game I did not get into. I’ve delved into at least 20 different systems and games, up to and including GURPS and Call of Cthulhu. I did not get into WH40K because, to put it bluntly, I could not paint all of the miniatures. I’m not talented in that respect and I did not want to flaunt my lack of skill in the area. So, I left that world alone.

So, imagine my sheer terror when my buddy says “The game is based in the WH40K universe, all about a ship and crew, and I want you to be the captain of the ship”.

Just gonna sweat in my utter ignorance of the world I’m supposed to be knowledgeable about, especially when I gather a crew (players) among my local group to find out most of them are extremely avid WH40K players. I twitched when, in the group chat between the other players, I made a suggestion and they just responded “We put our faith in the captain. It’s your call.”

Y’all, I’m not used to that.

For once, I’m being given the responsibility of “Party Leader”. I’ve played in a few one-shots over the years, sure, but I always, always, made sure I was someone that did not make the crucial decisions. I am so used to making the “Big Decisions” as the GM (DM) and that was something I could simply do. To think I’d be making the decisions and then have to look at someone else who actually made the rules?

Holy Control-Issues, Batman.

I will say that I’m enjoying learning about the universe I’ll be stepping into, soon. The history-nerd in me is champing at the bit to explore all the nooks and crannies of this extremely rich world, though my buddy is putting restrictions on what I should read (which, as his usual GM, I understand) and I have to stop myself from digging too deep.

I might actually post write-ups of those adventures here, so if you’re curious as to how well the GameMaster-turned-Lead-Player does in a crisis, follow this site and I’ll set up a page for it.

Cheers, folks.