(whispered aside)Looky here, Rev, another one. No, I don't know either. Just a second, I'll ask 'em.
Hello there kiddy, how goes it with you? Since we're having this conversation, one of two things must have occured. Either you took a horribly wrong turn somewhere on the Net, or you're one of the lucky few. Which few? Oh, those who have opened they're eyes, of coarse. You say your eyes have always been open? Are you so sure. Most of us are Blind Men for far longer than it seems. We stumble from here to there, following the lights and signals placed before us, regardless of who's hand places them. You look so shocked, have I, perhaps, struck a nerve? Oh, you were wondering about my face. Well, that's along story, we'll go into that later. Let's just say that I am The Scarecrow, and I will be your guide.
Okay, kiddy winky, you've found your way back to us. And Who are we, you ask? That and so many other questions will be answered below. Pick your poison and see how it tastes...
What is American BlowbacK?
Who is The Scarecrow? Who is The Reverend FlashbacK?