…but is it art?
My mind isn’t quite made up yet. I know everyone and their dog has a blog, and that they consider the writing they shove in it prose, or at least significant enough to warrant others’ attention.
But on the other hand, this is probably the pinnacle of narcissism. There is something to be said about the copious amounts of pure drivel being pumped out there, ranging from the weird, banal and obsessive, down to utter stupidity and arbitrary crap. I’m sure a lot of it is purely for shock value.
But a lot could be said for the therapeutic value of it, I guess. I know friends who will happily churn out pages of really insightful and useful content, and they’re happy if no-one ever sees it or comments on their work.
I guess, at the end of the day, it doesn’t really matter. I write what I want in here; this is my blank canvas. The fact that it completely clogs up google and its rankings is fine as well; somehow we’ll survive, and the developers will come up with a nice solution. I’ve even gone so far as to put my webcam on here. Yes, even I can fall for cheap gimmicks.
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