Hmm . . .
Shall this blog live?
Are we nearing blogular suicide (blogocide)?
Have I, after all these years of prattling on, verbally and via keyboard, finally ran out of anything even mildly interesting to say?
It seems.
Back in the day, "Beitiathustra" was a joke at my expense. Cheers to assimilatiodei, you were all-to-correct. It finally looks like the joke has come full circle and the rant has petered out.
Not with a bang but a whimper?
Are we nearing blogular suicide (blogocide)?
Have I, after all these years of prattling on, verbally and via keyboard, finally ran out of anything even mildly interesting to say?
It seems.
Back in the day, "Beitiathustra" was a joke at my expense. Cheers to assimilatiodei, you were all-to-correct. It finally looks like the joke has come full circle and the rant has petered out.
Not with a bang but a whimper?
Blogicide in many cases is a crime against the common good. You have readers who want you to post, who want to benefit from your thoughts.
Argued by
N |
6:29 PM
You flatter me. I feel like Jacopo Belbo in Umberto Eco's "Foucault's Pendulum", forever commenting but never authoring. Or rather like Prufrock in Eliot, good to start a scene but not a leading character.
Given also the volume of bullshit on the internet, perhaps the lack of more bullshit is what the world needs.
Argued by
beitiathustra |
9:46 PM
I often feel the same way Beitia.
Argued by
Andrew Simone |
2:30 PM