Does anyone out there remember the origin of the Blog? I do, but can’t remember the exact date. When I first heard about the Blog, it was called a Web Log, soon to be shortened (as everything these days becomes) to “Blog.” The story I read was about a woman who simply wrote about everything she did during her day: What she had for breakfast; What she decided to wear to the office; Who she talked to at the bus stop; What she said to the co-worker about the upcoming office party. It reminds me of the premise of a more recent phenomenon of communication, Twitter. Twitter’s premise is “What are you doing now?” in 140 characters or less.
Do we really need this? Are we so alienated from real contact with other people that we have to write about everything we’re doing in order to justify our very existence? Frankly I couldn’t care less whether your dog pooped on the carpet last night or your goldfish died. I mean, there are more important things happening like the dollar has lost 95% of its value over the past 100 years due to the Federal Reserve; Wednesday morning Apple is going to introduce a product that will completely remake our lives; Kettle Korn and Super Cinnamon Rolls are the most popular foods at county fairs and other outdoor events; Cutting your own firewood warms you twice; Idle minds are the devil’s playground; A penny saved is a penny earned.
Those are worth blogging about!
3 comments:
It's because people's lives have become so mundane that reading about other people's mundane lives makes them realise they are not alone in their little mundane existence. This somehow comforts them, how hollow this is another question though. Just look at the focus on the celebrity world. Vacuous sums it up nicely.
So what's Kettle Korn?
Good points, Flachra. Kettle Korn is handmade popcorn. Some poor sap stands over a huge cauldron and stirs the kernels with a paddle then adds some syrupy coating. It’s kind of like Cracker Jack snack. I shouldn’t say “poor” sap though; the product sells for a hefty price!
Ah so like toffee popcorn. The sap is probably somebody's lackey. The real fat cat probably wouldn't bother with actually going to the events... They were probably busy putting their popcorn earnings in banks... but that went pop too.
Could explain the hefty price...
Post a Comment