Monday, November 7, 2011

It just keeps rearing it's ugly head.......

     Hello and welcome to yet another incarnation of my habit of assembling incoherent nouns, verbs, ideas, ideologies, and incredible insights into longer-than-average paragraphs which thankfully get around to ending themselves with very finite periods.  I have never been one to think that economy is a dish best served lean, because it's this very lack of fat in our literary diet that is responsibly for, at least in MY humble opinion, in the degradation of our state of sentience lately.  Yea, and on occasion, I like to throw big words out there, like "sentience", so that I can fool those of you who don't already know better that the measure of a man is not necessarily weighed by the heft of his dictionary.  And, yes, I just read over this last sentence several times and knowing it doesn't really make any sense, have decided to leave it alone because, you have to admit, it DOES look rather literary.

     I have been writing blogs since way back in the day when the word BLOG was mistook for a failed Apple product that Steve Jobs was field testing and decided not to try and sell to the general public.  It's been a wild success, this BLOG thing, especially since people who actually know how to write and could think critically got ahold of it and decided to forego the idea of getting people to pay them for essentially doing the same thing.  However, just like everything else these days in a disposable, instant-on society, the BLOG has gradually lost ground to the new kid on the block, the SOCIAL NETWORK, creatures that allow those of us who don't want to string together deep discussions and tackle intellectually challenging subjects to write anyway, mostly producing such literary classics as "I just bought a loaf of bread and it was moldy" and "Today sucks as days go", instead of having to sit at their keyboards for any real length of time and THINK about something deeper to say.  Depth is really not a popular place to be for most people.  We enjoy the shallows.  It's where our genes seem to pool the easiest.....

     Now, I suppose you think that I am going to suggest that THIS blog is going to be remarkably different from all the scads of other blogs you have, are, and will be reading, providing you don't give up blogs altogether.  Nothing could be further from the truth.  Well, OK, there are SOME things which COULD be further from the truth than the concepts I am addressing right now, but let's not worry ourselves with all that right now.  What I want you to focus on is this;  This blog will, in fact, become the most successful, well read and critically acclaimed piece of wordsmithing you have ever read IF, and only IF, you decide to believe it is, and share this wonderful, awe-inspiring belief with other people you know and don't have any particular bad feelings towards.  Think of it much like religion.  I'm pretty sure that by now you have discovered a religious belief system that you have decided to bet your soul on, and you have in passing decided to evangelicalize this wonderful news with other people whom you think have been waiting around for YOU to enlighten them about.  It has become common knowledge of late that only about one out of every 148 of us discover the truth about God and are expected to fill in the other 147 of us before we die, failure to do so being implied that our boarding passes to nirvana will be jerked before the celestrial 737 takes off from gate nine.  So, read this blog, think about what it means to you, and then GET OUT THERE and spread the word, and if you really put some feeling into it, YOU TOO can claim to be one of the VERY FIRST to have discovered THE BLOG that EVERYBODY is talking about, even on social networks, which ironically are the mortal enemies of blogs to begin with.  I can't count on Ophra to stumble across this since she's retired; I'm counting on YOU.  Yes, YOU.

     Or not........

     So, in closing, I want to thank all of you who somehow managed to get to this last paragraph in a desperate attempt to find meaning in what's been typed so far.  You have done well, grasshoppers.  All that remains for you to do now is "follow" this blog and as long as mercury doesn't go retrograding again, you will be treated to yet another attempt by yours' truly, Alex Pendragon, to find relevance in a world that does everything it can to bury it, relevance that is, beneath a steaming dung-heap of hopelessness and value-added taxes.  You will be rewarded, I promise you.*










*Promises have no cash value.  We reserve the right to change the word "promise" at any time, at our discretion, to some other word which may or may not, but most likely may, alter the meaning of the sentence in which the word "promise" is included, as to not actually honor any concept that suggests a guarantee that effort will be expended in such a fashion as to make the word "promise" relative in this epoch, era, or day of any said month, including those months that follow December 2012 on the Mayan calendar.

6 comments:

Paul said...

"evangelicalize"??? It appears, amigo, that not only are you creating blogs but you are also creating words much like the Inca did with Quechua. (Yes, I'm reading a book on Inca archaeology. Hmmm? This sounds like a Facebook comment. Sorry.)

Alex Pendragon said...

Oh, well, that's ANOTHER one of my remarkable talents.....I think I'm rather good at it; MUCH better than Sarah Palin OR George Bush I think...hehe....

Judy Bracher Carmichael said...

My genes are screaming that they're drowning. And would I, for gods sakes, please remove my air-breathing self from the bottom of the ocean, before I take all the generations of genes that worked so hard to bring me into the present down with me?

Ha ha -- fun. Thanks.

jules said...

Ah HA! Here you are, you sneaky thing you. Thought you could ditch me did you? Fat chance!

Loves~

Alex Pendragon said...

Oh, contrary', my dear......I sent you notice just as soon as I started this version of my big fat mouth....grin.....

Judy Bracher Carmichael said...

I once had a friend who always said she didn't like a person who could only spell a word one way.