So What Am I?
In a previous post, I briefly touched on what I am not. That does little to answer the question of what I am, though. The wedge of possibilityspace defined by ‘not a libertarian’ is immeasurably huge.
I suppose in some senses I could be called a Radical Green, except that I don’t associate with the Green party and am far more ‘extreme’ in my views than the vast majority of its members.
(People who point out that a position is ‘extreme’ as a way of discrediting it are, in my view, one of the worst kinds of idiots.)
There are some ways that I could be described as an anarchist, except that I cleave to the older and original meaning of the term (anarchon, “without authorities or leaders”), as I do with other sociopolitical terminology where I think a literal reading of the term is better than the concepts it has instead become associated with. See also: atheism in the common vs. literal sense. (I should really make a post about that tendency.)
Exhausting the political affiliations of the real world without finding an adequate description, I am forced to turn to fiction. Specifically, Sid Meier’s Alpha Centauri, in which humanity shatters into seven ideological factions which battle amongst themselves to determine the fate of a satellite of Alpha Centauri A named ‘Chiron’, also known as ‘Planet’. The ideological group closest to my personal convictions is Gaia’s Stepdaughters, although I would remove the gender specificity.
So you would probably have to refer to me as one of Gaia’s Stepchildren.