Let’s get one thing straight right out of the gate. I’m not a journalist. I don’t have a press pass, a newsroom, or a fancy title next to my name. I’m a real person who has been living in Alabama since 1993, watching decisions made in council chambers, statehouses, and school board meetings ripple through real people’s lives, mine included. And I’m tired of the nonsense.
This blog was born out of one simple, stubborn belief: local politics matter more than anything happening in Washington. The cable news cycle wants you glued to every chaotic headline from D.C., but meanwhile, the policies that actually shape your daily life — your taxes, your kids’ schools, your streets, your freedom — are being decided right here at home. Too often, they are being decided without real scrutiny, without accountability, and without anyone calling out the spin.
Well, Alabama, Actually is here to change that.
This is not a space for sanitized talking points or press releases dressed up as journalism. It is a place for plain talk, sharp commentary, and fearless scrutiny. It is where we will peel back the layers of the stories the mainstream will not touch, challenge the narratives they hope you will swallow, and drag some ugly truths into the daylight.
Maybe it is a school board member sneering at parents for daring to support school choice. Maybe it is a city council more worried about pleasing activists than serving taxpayers. Maybe it is a state bill dressed up as “progress” that chips away at your rights. Whatever it is, we are going to talk about it loudly, clearly, and without apology.
And yes, sometimes we will have a little fun doing it. Because politics is serious business, but calling out hypocrisy does not have to be joyless.
If you are ready for something different, for stories told with bite, for commentary that does not care about party talking points, and for a new voice that is grounded in reality, welcome.
This is Alabama, Actually.
The story, minus the script.