Sep 102007
One of the consequences of having a blog is that you receive the occasional oddly rambling e-mail. Here’s an excerpt from a recent missive:
Does it bother you that you spend much of your time pouring your thoughts, challenges, and triumphs into your blog and have been doing so for years… yet nobody much seems to be caring or reading, judging from the extremely few comments you receive on your entries?
Well, you’re reading, for one. The scattershot nature of my blog (not to mention the extremely variable quality] ensures that I’ll never be one of the l33t bloggers. Which is fine. I’m not sure I could handle the fame and the adulating fans and the coke-fueled parties and the groupies and the ménages a trois and the tax evasion charges and the failed stints in rehab and the tabloid covers and the bankruptcy and the moving back in with my parents. Well, the ménages a trois might be fun, but toiling away in obscurity is probably better for my long-term health.
And it goes on (I swear, I’m not making this up):
How does it make you feel to think about the “content” of so many other blogs that get so many more comments, simply because, well, perhaps they don’t depress people? How about the idea that simply by being you, you depress or sadden others on some primal emotional level?
Oh, my analyst warned me about people like you. Excuse me while I recite my healing mantra. [I’m coolawesomesexy and everyone knows it…I’m coolawesomesexy and everyone knows it…I’m coolawesomesexy and everyone knows it …] Okay, you know what, I’ll have to get back to you on this after I do an informal survey of friends and colleagues. Others may very well find my presence depressing at a primal level. And here I thought I just had lots of moody friends.
Tomorrow, I respond to the gentleman who e-mailed me requesting that I prove that I’m not, in fact, a rogue artificial intelligence living inside his computer.
You have known for some time now Marc that I don’t find your blog depressing at all! On the contrary.
The only thing that depresses me a bit is that my comments don’t come through, or that my reactions, spontaneous as they might be, don’t seem good enough to be published.
Mieke.
Aye yi yi, what a nut case. And the writer’s point was??? Anyway, this author saddens me “on some primal emotional level.”
So, I tapped onto your frapper map. Just one more available sign of your many adoring fans.
Keep up the good work!
Hey Mieke,
I don’t think Mark is editing our comments. It’s my impression that the technology is somehow hit and miss, and some attempted posts simply don’t reach the 19th floor.
Oh. My. God. The gall of some people. Waaaaait a second… was this penned by Dennis Kucinich?
Anyway, you always make me laugh. I’m stealing your mantra, by the way.
Why do we need to comment? You say it all!
And, for what it’s worth, no one tracks when I copy and paste your blog and send it other people! So there!
that guy is a dou*%ebag. you rock!