I write this first blog entry,  which will be the last entry in the blog.  Inconvenient when trying to tell a long narrative.  Not that I am an expert at creating narratives.  The horror story I am about to tell comes with in's and out's, twitches and turns, unbelievable to those who are ignorant about such matters.  Like tossing out a math problem to someone who has no knowledge of numbers.  Cognizant Dissonance hit me pretty hard during this, but then I was told these things without the distance of you, who are reading a book.  I was accused with angry words of killing people, of fighting in a race war.   A shock to me that such things could even exist in this age...  I lived in a integrated neighborhood, no signs of hate there.  One neighbor I stupidly got mad at.  One day I did not wear my glasses, stared at him, and he noticed.  Taking this as rude as it would be.  Had I known who he was I would not ...