Welcome to the pages of the Hopkins Heretic.

The editors fondly remember the underground papers of a generation ago and while we realize that times have changed since that idyllic period, most small town newspapers have not.

From simple misreporting to draconic editorial liscense, these small, local mouthpieces of minor bourgois barons view truth as a perishable commodity to be shifted to the warehouse, then to the back alley, as soon as its usefulness begins to spoil.

At the Hopkins Heretic we see things a bit differently.

We have no business interests to which we must kow-tow; no loyalty to, or fear of, the so-called pillars of our community; no fealty to any popular sect or political organization.

We are free (within the structure of our server - NO SMUT) to express not only what happens around us, but also our unvarnished perception of it.

Do not be surprised if something here bothers you or if you begin to feel uncomfortable only to recognize satire unfolding.

You see, we, too, understand that truth, as it is commonly understood, IS relative to everything around it.

So, sit back, relax at your monitor and peruse the pages of The Hopkins Heretic.

Then, tell us what you think.

We really are interested.

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