Questions that must be asked, despite the fact I’ve yet to catch tonight’s episode of True Blood.
1. Why is the chairman the Young Republicans 38 years old?
A question I’ve seen asked a few times tonight, on a forum, a blog, and in a post lamenting on Cronkite’s passing.
2. Are bloggers journalists?
Answer: No. Please people you are not journalists, no matter how hard you try to “brand” yourself as such. Chances are, given there are millions of bloggers, you’re probably not an expert in anything either. So, unless you’ve actually done something in real life to claim that title, please stop writing about whatever it is you constantly write about, at least until you do something to give yourself some credibility. ( I tell myself this daily weekly. It hasn’t sunk in yet, but it’s got to start somewhere, might as well be with me)
Technology is great. We are constantly linked to a world of information, but the connection is garbled. An inchoate mass of interminable commentary leaves us floating on an enormous cloud of information. The only problem is it’s overwhelmingly bad, or non, information. It’s so bad in fact we should probably call this time the non information age. While we’re in the clouds, the substance is deep in the ground. So few really use shovels anymore.
3. What is so great about Harry Potter?
I went rock climbing this morning. We left at 5 AM. I wasn’t thinking about how tired I was, or how late I had gone to sleep the night before.
4. My last question, given the fact that my arms and legs feel like jelly, I have a bruise the size of grapefruit on my left thigh, and I once more think I’m actually going to be asleep (this happens way too often lately) before 12:30 in the morning — something I despise doing, is why?
peace
