‘The Johnson Family’ was a turn-of-the-century expression to designate good bums and thieves. It was elaborated into a code of conduct. A Johnson may have many flaws, but dishonesty, treachery, and greed are not among them. A Johnson will give help when help is needed. He will not stand by while someone is drowning or trapped under a burning car. A member of the Johnson family wouldn’t rush to the law if he smelled hop in the hall, and he doesn’t care what the fags in the back room are doing. A Johnson honors his obligations. His word is good and he is a good man to do business with. He doesn’t care what you do on your own time, so long as you don’t conspire against decent, hard-working folk. A Johnson minds his own business. He is not a snoopy, self-righteous, trouble-making person–in a word, a Shit.
A Johnson recognizes that a writer does not own his words any more than a painter owns the colors on his palette, and stands in furious, rattlesnake opposition against those Shits whose audacity leads them to claim ownership of abstract ideas. He has dedicated his life to the opening up of the intellectual commons, destroying the apparatuses–both physical and psychological–that seek to control humanity, and defending all other natural freedoms, as the circumstances of the world as it currently exists gives him no other choice. He shoulders this burden of his own free will, with love and compassion in his heart, for a Johnson has the good sense to recognize that love and compassion are the two most powerful weapons that have ever existed.
The Johnson Family may be all that remains to stand between the last vestiges of decency on this withering planet and the abject poverty of the ruling philosophy that seeks to stamp it out. As such, The Johnson family formulates a Manachean position where good and evil are in conflict and the outcome is at this point uncertain. It is not an eternal conflict since one or the other must win a final victory.