Conservative Conundrum

I'll be the first to admit it... In highschool I did a lot of the things that I did just for the sake of being different.

A little background: I graduated from a 95% white, upper-middle/upper class Episcopalian Private school in Confederate Heritage Richmond, Virginia, in 2006. I was the kid with the long faggot scene kid hair, the black band hoodies, the buttons all over my bag, etc. I wore a baphomet pendant around my neck, and a pentagram for a belt buckle. I would spew anti-christian theosophy at every turn, and I took great comfort in making them squirm.

That said, as a ninth-grader, I knew more about the history of the Holy Bible than the ditz who taught my "Biblical Studies" (essentially a week spent reading the Gospel of Mark... and a month and a half watching "Jesus Christ Superstar" and other Andrew Lloyd Weber drivel)

I really enjoyed when the older teachers (many of whom have never been beyond the borders of the great state of Virginia) would ask what the sticker on my binder said ("Circle of Dead Children" in essentially indecipherable deathgrind logo style). I reveled in their discomfort.

Really, what can a 67 year old republican who wears a web belt depicting every variation of the stars and bars (for the uninitiated... the Confederate flag) say to a 17 year old brat essentially chewing up and spitting out every aspect of their 1950's delusion?

I'll be turning 20 in less than a month, and will more than likely be voting Republican in the next presidential election.

Fuck me.