Mr. John Donovan is a retired soldier, the son of a retired soldier, and the grandson of a soldier of the Great War, and can trace a martial lineage back to a member of Roger's Rangers. He views himself as the least distinguished of the lot, and his ribbon rack reflects that. Like his father and grandfather, he served the guns of the Field Artillery. He also dabbled in Operations and was one of the first Simulations Operations officers to be named in that career field. In addition, he has a brief as a WMD response planner, and has worked as a military historian. He's classic middle class, with a Master's that he paid for, but doesn't use.

Since he hung up the tye-dyed green clothing, he has worked as an analyst for a middling-sized defense contractor, doing mostly simulation development, management, and of late, analytical work. He raised the ramparts of Castle Argghhh! in September of 2003, as a place to explain what the media could not or would not (or when they did, badly), as well as to provide a forum to show that people who happened to own a whole lot of firearms weren't necessarily menaces to society, waiting to suddenly burst forth in a roseate fire of mayhem and malice.

He blogs things military, 2nd Amendment, and politics, and is prone to posting bad jokes now and then. When he's not being a gadfly to DoD about getting their story out, he is a gentleman farmer. He is married to a fellow blogger, has one son, eight cats, two dogs, two horses, five goats, and an uncounted number of chickens and guinea fowl, plus 7 horses a-boarding. All resident on the 80 acre motte and bailey in northeast Kansas, where he and his wife sit in the hot tub after putting up the hay and wave at the blue-bloods flying overhead as they travel from coast to coast marveling at the bitter people clinging to bibles and guns below them.

All that clinging is a challenge, since we also like big margaritas (rocks and salt, please) and have to keep at least one hand free for those.