This post today is about blogging. I will discuss the salient points of the current state of blogging as a medium of creative expression or interpersonal communication in society. Is blogging dead? Has its place been subsumed by micro-blogging? Will blogging usher in the end of times? Consider the following argument:
Once there was a man who lived alone with his wife and children. He would often lament his complete isolation from human warmth and companionship to his family at the dinner table. "I haven't seen another living soul for years," he would say to them, passing the potato casserole his wife often made, a favorite of his. "I thought when I was younger that I would settle down, marry, have children. I thought I'd be surrounded by love." "What happened, Father?" one of his children might ask. "I don't know," he would respond, patting the youngster on the head, tousling his or her hair. Late at night sometimes, alone in his bed, he would turn to his wife and whisper, "The long lonely nights are the worst." She would hold him and try to offer comfort him, but his loneliness was as impenetrable as madness.
Semioticians are always looking for signs, wondering what they mean. Some of them blog about it, even still.
Hello, friends. How are you today?
Later. Love.
