Where I live, the repressive Deep South of the U.S., I have to fight my inclination to reveal my pinko-ness. Rather than fully accept this sorry condition, for now I mostly surreptitiously express my socialism, safe seed-planting if you will. There’s this website, and my blogging at other places, including the liberal Daily Kos, where I am known as Galtisalie. There’s carrying around in my glove compartment old copies of Monthly Review to leave where someone might pick one up and read it. (Instead of seeing a bible tract on the urinal or turlet …, you get the picture.) And then there’s my favorite, the blurry “Virgin Soil” screen saver at work.