The question is not: ...to blog or not to blog. The question is: what to blog? The list is never-ending: puppies, sad clowns, whales, question marks, pies, Shirley Temple, rainbows, bows, hair, horses, Philly Cheese Steak Hot Pockets (hot pockets), sandals, sneezing, meowing, mowing, moving, shaking, extra-terrestrials, Chester Copperpot, Venus, the Arc de Triomphe. See? And that was just a fraction. Nay, an insignificant speck of dust in the vast universe of blog topics. Should they be profound? Should the be culturally or politically relevant? Can they be funny without being sarcastic or silly? Can they be interesting?
And this, my friends, is why it is both frustrating and liberating to host a blog. One minute your mind is wrapped and warped and twisted around a powerful movie you've just watched and the next your fingers, working in almost perfect harmony with your brain (oh that brain; always doin' stuff good), are transposing those thoughts into a digital journal. But this ain't no ordinary digital journal. This is one that the world can read. Fuck. Osama Bin Laden or Charles Barkley could be sitting in their boxers, in between You Tube videos, reading this out-loud to the respective harems. And how would I know? What would I even do about it if I knew? The point is, I can say whatever I want and there it is. Forever public record. Forever in the cultural landscape we have created and are continuing to create every second of every day.
But I have it easy. I made the decision, long long ago, that this space would be for random caricatures of life both in the Great New Orleans area and within this head of mine. There are those, however, who have decided to compile similarly-themed things and give them to the masses in the form of a single-subject blog. "Stuff White People Like" or "WW1: Experiences of an English Soldier", for example. Even "PostSecret", though it is really a continuous gallery exhibit, if you will, represented in blog form, is a single-subject blog. An entire world based around one idea, changed and altered ad nauseam, with an outcome of either golden-brown on the outside, soft and delicious in the middle, perfect or disaster. Those three example are of the former variety. I suppose those of the latter don't get the kind of recognition to be mentioned in MY blog.
And with the sheer staggering number of blogs out there, it's no wonder that so many get passed by without the slighted hint of interest from outside parties. Technorati, a search engine for blogs, estimated the number of blogs as of December 2007 at 112 million. Wow. Well now there are at least 113 million. And not all of those can say they've been commented on by Flushy McBucketpants. Boo-yah!
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there are probably only three or four blogs in the entirety of the blogverse that even have mentioned the cognomen Flushy McBucketpants. that's less than .0000001% of the blogging public, which makes your blog very, very close to unique. and uniqueness is a highly valued part of our post-modern (or post-post-modern?) society, thus your blog is very, very close to being highly valued by society. and you have me to thank.
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