Eastwood’s Mea Culpa
Posted on February 28, 2008
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They call me eastwood, and have for well over a decade. It’s an internet moniker that arose from those old spaghetti western cowboy movies of the mid-1960’s. Give or take a couple of years, that’s the same era I was whelped, as well. The meaning behind the name is simply “The Man with No Name”; the loner who rides through a world where he doesn’t belong, seeking to right a few wrongs.
So why would one say they were whelped, rather than born? In my case, it’s because I recognize that I’m a dog at heart. Dogs often have some wonderful qualities - loyalty, friendliness, unconditional love - but they also happen to be animals, and often have some rather base tendencies. Unfortunately, despite my desire to behave like an upstanding citizen, I’ve also been guilty of rolling around in the dog poop, metaphorically speaking, of course. Read more
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