Dec 042010
 

Whilst musing over the next subject to blog about, I concluded that it will be driven by two potential motivators; possibly both, possibly only one. Consideration and rationality (or, more precisely, the lack of either) provide motivation for every bit of ire I have about the world. If the planet was populated (for the most part) by people who were considerate and rational, I could stop writing this blog… or write (with a struggle) about all the fluffy, cute and nice things that happen. Like the adorability of kittens. Or the cakiness of cakes.

I would struggle to write because I’m something of a polemicist. I write about things that piss me off, things that need changing and (when possible) options for how to change things for the better. The world can be changed by people voicing their opposition… even if the amount of change accomplished is the changing of a thought, or the contemplation of an idea that hadn’t previously been held. Every large machine has the smallest of cogs, turning ever so slightly, making the smallest of differences which have a compound effect alongside other cogs – both small and large.

So. Whilst I mull over the next subject which interests me enough to share, be assured that it will cover a lack of consideration, a modicum of irrationality, or a dose of both. And, hopefully, a way of countering it.

If you subsequently hold a thought (and potential solution) that you didn’t previously have… then I’ll have accomplished the smallest of somethings in this otherwise insignificant life.

Nov 202010
 

As with every diary I’ve ever been bought, my blog got used for the first few days and weeks… with the rest of it being left as a great desert of emptiness. Whether empty pages or unproduced blog posts, I’ve always lacked the impetus to record my thoughts on a regular basis.

Why bother? Thoughts and personality change on a regular basis. With a diary, how interesting is it (ultimately) to have a record of the sort of person you were many years ago? You are directly related to who that person was – yet they are not you and you are not them.

An ancient Greek named Heraclitus once said that we cannot step into the same river twice. The obvious (and most readily-understood) part of that statement is that the river is constantly changing, with the water around your feet never being the same during a repeat visit. The additional message is that the person entering the stream has also changed. We change from day to day, from second to second, as our neurons flow into different (but related) patterns.

The river changes; as do we.

So I’ve never been a huge advocate of diary-keeping. So what about blogs? Well, blogs don’t just record who we are and what we’re thinking. They can be used to advertise our thoughts amongst a greater audience than any (unpublished) diary was ever meant to. It’s in the outside world, open to all… rather than hidden at the back of our sock drawer.

Lately, I’ve been more and more eager to have a voice that can be advertised – in a forum that is in the control of me, uncensored by anyone but me. So I’ve returned to this wastrel of a blog to do just that.

Let’s see how long I last this time.