Blog me to death!


Stop right fucking there. If you think there’s some gotdamned yardstick you think you’re measuring yourself against by posting every gotdamned four, or six or twelve hours to this got-forsaken situation (the web/internet) — then you’ve swallowed the wrong gotdamned pill.

This ain’t no way to run your pathetic life. The internet is not going to solve your social, financial, moral ills. It’s not. STOP. I know what you’re thinking, “Oh, if get 10,000 followers, 100,000 participants, 1M people to pay attention to the drivel, the absolute fucking drivel I spew out twice or three times a fucking day — then, I’ll be famous and achieve my life’s goals.”



Here’s some potting soil. Here’s some piss and shit from a chicken farm. Here’s some spring rain from Hawaii. Here’s a container — now go grow a fucking soul!


10 thoughts on “Blog me to death!

  1. Absolutely. But I’m even scared away form subscribing here because I see you posted 9 times in 14 days. I don’t know about you, but in no phase of my life (of well over 6 decades) has it been that I’ve had something interesting to say to the world every 36 hours. I suppose a lot of blogging is catharsis?

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    1. Hariod, I suppose I was referring more to the 2+ per day bloggers. What I found myself doing was following numerous people. But only those I *really* want to follow — I have their posts delivered by email.

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  2. Is it not just reenacting the survival/non-survival binary? Success (no matter how basic) = survival. Isn’t that why people get emotional watching talent shows on television that have absolutely no real effect on their own lives?

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