The Benevolent Dictator

Minors

If you are under the age of eighteen, you are neither my audience nor welcome in my company. I am too far removed from your season of life for there to exist any common ground worth exploring, and I possess no curiosity regarding what you imagine you might offer.

Should I have followed your account or interacted with one of your posts in error, regard it as precisely that: an error. Correct it by blocking me, and let the matter end there.

If, however, I discover that a kink-focused account belongs to a minor, I will immediately block the account and report it to Tumblr. There will be no conversation, no exception, and no second consideration.

Do not initiate contact with me in any form.

Who Am I?

You seek to know the author before you decide whether his thoughts deserve your attention. Very well.

I am a man assembled from contradictions. My hands were fashioned by a blue collar world, while my livelihood now resides among polished offices and measured diplomacy. I have ridden with outlaws, stood among men who respected force more readily than law, instructed others in the philosophy of dominance and submission, founded enterprises, and exchanged independence for the machinery of corporate command. Each life was genuine. None erased the one that preceded it.

Should you inquire whether the portrait represents me, I shall disappoint you. It does not. Nor is the study displayed my own. You will not find my face here, for I have never mistaken visibility for significance. Those who require appearances to establish authority seldom possess authority at all.

I solicit neither affection nor admiration. My life is already abundant. I have no appetite for distant romances, digital infatuations, or promises destined to expire beneath the weight of ordinary existence. If you imagine that charm alone might persuade me into such diversions, you will discover only your own disappointment. Time is the rarest luxury I possess, and I expend it with uncommon severity.

If I address you, assume only that you have awakened my curiosity. Regard that as sufficient. There is no examination to pass and no performance expected. I shall not labor to impress you, and I advise you not to labor to impress me. Vanity has exhausted itself long before introductions are exchanged.

What then commands my esteem?

A disciplined mind before a beautiful face.

Authenticity before ornament.

Quiet authority before loud ambition.

The wit that arrives unannounced.

The intellect that refuses fashionable opinions.

The elegance that requires no audience.

I admire innocence that has not yet surrendered its wonder, just as I admire experience that has learned confidence without surrendering grace. Above all, I value those uncommon souls who pursue the most difficult conquest of all: the ruthless and unending task of discovering precisely who they are. Do not approach me in pursuit of commerce disguised as affection. Beauty has never struck me as a commodity deserving purchase, nor desire a thing to be negotiated by invoice. Whatever value charm possesses vanishes the instant it acquires a price. I have always preferred that which is freely offered, sincerely given, or not offered at all.

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