Friday, July 14, 2017
Would You Like 8 Billion Visits To Your Blog Every Day?
Neither would I, but it seems our numbers are declining. It's been about a year, in fact, since I learned the world's human population reached (only?) 7 billion so admittedly some exaggeration is involved here. However, we must consider the future of mass communications, its laggardness, its abbreviation into 140 characters and, most horrific, its obsolescence. In our hearts, we bloggers know we are writing a chronicle of our time in disappearing ink. All insurrectionists need do is find out where the internet is plugged in and disconnect it --unfortunately severing their own influence too.
So what? Is our influence as parents and elders in any way impeded? I think not. We will still be here, from one generation or another. Our message is simple: As Anna Lappe wrote, "Every time you spend money, you cast a vote for what kind of world you want." You can buy cheaply at the expense of outsourcing American jobs, union-busting or shop wisely and keep hardship away. It is a time of reflection.
If we assume to see ourselves in the mirror, and believe we are really there, we must also assume the mirror is really there. I look into it and try to imagine my eyes shining with good mental hygiene --and say, " Stop making faces, you're too old to start turning any of life's great corners." But I ignore myself and reply, "Time is not a physical constant and can only be measured by the individual, so there."
To which, my reflection sticks its tongue out. This makes me think the world's gone a bit funny on me, and I withdraw. I look at other mirrors --the president on tv. Alas, the camera does not love him. I saw him smile once, like a crack in perdition --smelled sulfur and withdrew. So here I am, at laptop, encouraging everyone to remain on Blogger and other media receptive to complete thoughts. Even though, despite a possible contradiction in terms, as a boy of 67, my old age is in its infancy. Everyone, keep writing!