Please Allow Me to Introduce Myself

Hello. My name is... not Methuselah Blume. Most of you know me as Dan Cooper, or, more infamously, as D.B. Cooper. That's not my real name either , nor is Sammy Cooper, which is the appellation I go under now. My actual identity will have to remain a secret for the near (and perhaps into the far) future.

After I parachuted from the airplane on that fateful night in 1971, I became lodged in a tree, unable to free myself. Along came a man, a man with a vehicle, who decided to free me -- not just from the tree, but from my checkered terrestrial existence. His vehicle was a flying diskcraft, and he was part of a crew from a much larger ship.

A short while later, I became a member of the crew on board that ship, part of what's called the Service Corps of the local (621 planets) Sector government. I've been part of many adventures during the past 30-some years, something which I'll write about in due time. For some of the story, one could read a book which is being published next year. It's called "The Once and Future Man: The Exaggerated Death of Ambrose Bierce." I've read most of the manuscript, and I can assure you that there's not a boring page in it.

For now, I'd like to get some of my opinions placed in cyberland, especially those regarding this decadent American culture -- it's politics, governance, newsmedia, entertainment industry, health habits, etc.