Who is this Earlbecke Person Anyway?

A human life-form with about two decades of experience in the material plane (well, this incarnation), and, coincidentally, part of the 50% of the population who just happened to be born with a vagina. I use the feminine pronoun for sake of convenience only — gender-ID is “slightly to the masculine side of both and neither” but I still like to wear frilly colorful stuff. Pansexual — I like a very few exceptionally interesting people, regardless of genitalia, but I’m not going to lie and say gender doesn’t ever matter. Spiritual, but not religious, the closest I come to a definite label is “science-loving, logic-driven, out-there, Buddhist new age idealist hippie”.

My politics fall into the “radical anarchocommunist” camp, generally speaking, which is just another way of saying, “Dude, can’t we all just get along, please?” I live in the US and cringe every single time anyone refers to the Democrats as either “liberal” or “radical” or “leftist” as they are none of those things and I don’t like being grouped in with them. If they’re the radical left in this country, I must just be an imaginary figment of somebody’s warped mind.

My bookshelves contain, among many other things, Germaine Greer, Aleister Crowley, Edna St. Vincent Millay, William Faulkner, Shakespeare, an assortment of graphic novels, and a lot of feminist SF. My MP3 folder (relax, it’s mostly CDs I own or indie stuff that’s been freely distributed) contains, among other things, Marilyn Manson, Shakira, Andrew Lloyd Webber, Louis Armstrong, Dir en Grey, Gackt, and Bach. Favorite movies include Phantom of the Opera, Fight Club, Donnie Darko, Moulin Rouge, Ghost in the Shell, and Hedwig and the Angry Inch. I guess what I’m trying to demonstrate here is that I’m eclectic like a ferret on speed.

Speaking of which… I have two of them.