Here’s what you need to know about me. I’m what happens when a 13 year old girl has a sexual relationship with her 34 year old brother. Turns out being inbred in the first generation, the Nazis actually studied this, means you get extra gifts to go along with your mental illnesses.
Plato kinda had it backwards when he said, “All great minds are touched by madness”. My experience has taught me that when you suffer from mental illness, you get talents. When you’re inbred, the talents go to a special place. So yes I am a Bipolar 1 alcoholic and addict who suffers from Borderline Personality Disorder, Narcissistic Personality Disorder, and Obsessive Compulsive Disorder. I also have a 164 IQ, a semi-eidetic memory, the ability to create, communication and sales skills that are off the charts, and the ability to remain calm even when confronted with weapons. Thankfully, I’m about to celebrate 20 years of sobriety.
I was put up for adoption. The family I was adopted into had more dollars than most so I was spoiled. We were also adjacent to many political people so I started holding yard signs at age 5. At age 13, I was going to the Statehouse with Rep. Ed Smith and drinking whiskey in the Speaker’s Office. (Back then, before tv cameras, some drank whiskey on the floor.)
As I was growing up, my parents worked for the government. Dad was a member of NAGE and mom was a member of AFSCME. I thought everybody should work for the government. So early on, when not raising money for the IRA until they blew up a school bus, I had communists leanings in school. Strangely enough, the Faithful Companions of Jesus, the Benedictines, and the Jesuits were always trying to ensure that I was socially liberal even on abortion.
My fiscal views would change when in college I was assigned to read Wealth and Poverty. In fact, my entire life changed. I became a Laffer disciple. Supply creates its own demand. My social views stayed Liberal but my foreign policy views changed as I realized markets had to be protected.
It was around this time that I was “recruited” by a member of AIPAC. Without getting into all the history, the name Oliveira is Jewish in origin. So that just felt right. Later in college, when Bibi Netanyahu was just a loud back bencher, he took a phone call from me to help me work on a paper. I was a Bibi stan until just a couple of years ago when he changed for the worse. So late in 2018, I had to divorce myself from Bibi and AIPAC. I hope they get normal again someday.
I left college senior year to go “assist” with the Dukakis campaign. I really wasn’t on the campaign but I was getting paid by “interested persons”. That year had started when those interested persons sent me to Iowa to “observe” for Al Gore. Many of you have heard me tell the “I milked a cow” story.
After the ‘88 mess ended, I did some stuff in Fall River. In 1990, then Rep., and future Massachusetts State Chair, gave me a job as a speech writer. I liked it but within months, I found out I could make more as a consultant then I could working for the state. So I went off on my own.
That really has been the story of my professional life. Sales gig here, writing gig there. Sadly, I had addictions to pay for and didn’t know I was Bipolar yet. Some of you would kill me if you knew how much I made and spent adventuring.
Right after that time, there was this thing called the DLC being formed. I joined right away. Socially Liberal, fiscally conservative. That’s a good fit. In 1992, I spent most of my own cash running around the country for Bill. I also had a daughter. When you see the pics of the grand kids, there’s no doubt. I get the feeling she’s not only one which means there might be an Army of grand kids out there who look like me. I apologize in advance.
When I got off the campaign, I went into the service. Remember the whole “draft dodger” thing?? There was a campaign conference call where we all decided to serve. I was the only one to follow through.
My plan was to be a PR guy. When I showed up the person doing my paperwork said, “Do you want to be in JAG?? You qualify, most don’t”. I said yes and another adventure began.
You will notice that I only really talk about Basic AIT with just a story here or there. That’s because I was only sober for Basic and AIT – finishing second in my class. Once I got out of AIT and served with the 3rd JAG or the 1st of the 103rd, I was the drunk coke addict in full addiction I had always been. On weekends I was a waste of time. During the summer two weeks, I became special again because I was sober again.
When my mom died in ‘96, I calculated how much time I had left and how much trouble I might get in. Then I just let it time out. That’s my adoptive mom – my birth mom died before I found out who she was.
So I would do political things here and there. On September 23, 2002, my life would change again when I got sober. Sobriety has been awesome. However, that means I was a Bipolar person running around the planet who was no longer self medicating. As some of you know, that has led to all kinds of adventures.
In 2011, still not diagnosed yet, I formed the original version of the Quahogs United PAC as a firewall due to all the not for profit boards I sat on. I was tired of people violating the not for profit rules and I wanted to do the right thing.
In 2012, after a famous incident, I got diagnosed as Bipolar. I decided that I needed to treat it like sobriety. I went to upstate New York to learn how to be Bipolar. I lived pretty much as a starving artist never really caring about the money. Of course I was involved in politics the whole time.
That’s when the blogging started. I still had friends back in RI so the PAC was kept up to date as a firewall. Along the way in Utica, I developed this group of friends known as the “Merry Band of Pranksters”. You can think of them as “internet enthusiasts”. They help me now and again.
In August 2019 my wife,had a health issue. We decided monthly visits wouldn’t work any longer. Now we’re doing all the adult stuff like fixing our credit so we can buy a house. Based on what I’ve made, I should own 5 houses.
We also decided that the PAC should actually start raising cash. Will the Republican Party is on life support in RI, the Democratic Party is run by too many Karens and clowns with forced birth tendencies. If you find the blog fun, you’re always welcome to help out any way you decide. You can donate for “work products” now on the blog. The ability to “contribute cash” will come in a little bit. If you just wanna talk, reach out on the contact page.
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