(A note from the Editor: This post first appeared at Warner Todd Huston’s website Publius Forum. Warner used to contribute regularly to Constitution.com, and has also written for Breitbart.com, Bizpac Review, YoungCons, and many other conservative publications. He is a good friend of ours and a happy warrior for conservative values. He’s a good man who works hard and loves his country, which is why the story that follows is just so upsetting. His family has started a GoFundMe Page in an effort to help him recover some of what he’s lost, if you can give, please do.)
Over the course of the year someone in my neighborhood has targeted me. At first I thought it was just random vandals as the attacks were penny-ante things, but now I am pretty sure it is being done by someone who knows I am a conservative writer and they are trying to intimidate me.
It started early this year when a flag was pulled off my flag staff and left ripped in pieces and thrown on my lawn.
I replaced the flag imagining it was just local punks acting tough. Weeks later that new flag disappeared.
Then my garage door was egged.
That is three times.
Still, it was all small stuff and could be just punks who don’t have any underlying reason to attack me personally.
Next, on the night of July 1, my U.S. Army flag was burned and on it was written “die dogs.”
This was a bit more threatening than just destruction. It seemed directly aimed at the U.S. military and me personally.
That incident added up to four times vandals struck my home. I made a police report after the flag burning just to be on the safe side.
On September 24 there was another incident, and this one had a specific message, too. Over night someone egged my garage door again but this time they also wrote “racist” on one of the metal panels.
Naturally, as a conservative writer I write on subjects such as Islam and immigration that would goad a liberal to call me such a name. I also have frequently had political yard signs in my yard for the more conservative candidates in my area. S, my home is well known (or at least easily known) as a place where a conservative Republican lives.
As to my writing, I’ve never tried to hide where I live nor written under kitschy Internet names. I have always written under my full name, so it probably isn’t too hard for someone to find me if they are serious enough about doing so.
At this point, with those two bits of graffiti I began to wonder, is someone was targeting me because of what I do for a living? So, I made a second police report after the garage door incident.
Thus far none of these incidents were really too major but they did show signs of coming faster and picking up in severity.
I have no troubles with my immediate neighbors. In fact, our neighbors across the street had been on an extended visit to Mexico for the last several months and the neighbors right behind us just moved in and weren’t even here for much of this vandalism. The other neighbors are two elderly neighbors and a middle eastern family I haven’t even really met. I have had no cross words with any of them.
But last night it went into high gear.
At about 1 AM or so on Saturday morning, I was awakened by a noise outside my home. I can’t really say what the noise was as it woke me from a deep sleep. It was just a shout that awoke me. I looked at my window and saw what struck me as a strange light outside. So, I went to the front door…
And saw my car interior on fire…
The surface of my passenger seat was set aflame and the entire interior of the car destroyed. Fortunately it isn’t a new car (it’s a 1999 Oldsmobile 88). But unfortunately, because it is so old I took off the comprehensive coverage and only have liability. So, insurance won’t cover this destruction and I am now without a car.
Naturally the police became involved, but they say they won’t classify it as arson because they don’t have any evidence to show for it. A plastic pop bottle was left inside by who ever did this. It smelled of gas to me.
Police wondered if I smoked in the car. I don’t smoke cigarettes and only occasionally smoke a cigar but NEVER in a car. If you’ve ever smoked a cigar you know that doing so in a car is a messy, ashy endeavor. I don’t do it. So, there is nothing that should have set my car on fire 7 hours after I last drove it. Also, it was the surface of the seats that went up in flames. Nothing electrical any where near the burn zone.
I firmly believe that this is an attack on me because of my writing.
This is the tolerant left in action. They are trying to intimidate me.
I will not be silenced.