Well, clearly I got sick of actually writing anything here with any regularity. Apart from anything else, there are 50 trillion blogs out there, all of which are written by people who want people to read theirs rather than wanting to read other people’s writing (understandably, I suppose, we all just want to be loved). The magic of blogging… millions of people who want other people to listen to them but don’t particularly want to listen to anyone else. It hasn’t taken long for the whole concept to fold back into what the internet really always has been, a bunch of shitty home pages with no real content of any interest and a bunch of commercially/politically/governmentally run sites with actual content, and of course the odd gem which falls into neither category.
Also, I was not enjoying the tone of my writing here. There’s something about having an undefined audience of between 0 and 6,000,000,000 people (admittedly somewhat closer to the former, although you can’t be sure… oh wait, only a billion or so actually have access to the net. ok my audience is 1 billion max, I can handle that) which leads to a sort of pompous, swaggering style which is neither representative of me (I hope) nor good reading. Looking back over some of the stuff here, someone who didn’t know me would think I was insufferable and pretentious, a young man perpetually outraged by the many perceived ills of society and not interested in much else.
However I do occasionally feel like writing a few thoughts about various matters, including:
- books I’ve read;
- music I’ve listened to;
- the law;
- miscellaneous/TBA*;
So I have decided to have a restart of sorts. I will intermittently write a few bits and pieces for the benefit of no-one in particular. You are not expected to comment, although you can. You are not really expected to read either. Quite possibly there is no you at all. I am not going to delete the older stuff, mostly because there is something intellectually dishonest to my mind about the ability to revise history to one’s liking on-line.
Oh, the picture. It was going to be Godzilla razing a city to the ground (symbolic, see? the city represents Wall Street, Godzilla is the breakdown of cross-party negotiations in the congress… also godzilla might be me and the city might be the blog, I guess) but I liked this one much better than any city-razing images I could find. Mostly because it has a cat in it.



Are you sure you weren’t, but have now grown up and mellowed out?