I appear to be spending more time contemplating the idea of writing a blog than Homer spent contemplating the bust of Aristotle or the crowds at the Met in 1962 spent contemplating the 1653 painting by Rembrandt van Rijn of “Homer Contemplating the Bust of Aristotle.” But that was before blogging, and its twin sister evils, texting and tweeting, became a major growth industry in civilized society.
Previously, in the first five episodes of “Throw Another Blog on the Fire,” the writer was expounding at some length on the radical theory that has caused some delay in his joining the Blogging Nation like a normal writer.
You can call me a Bolshevik, but I think writers should be paid for their labor.
Look, you think it’s easy selling out on a basic principle--should I decide to write for fame and no fortune? It takes time to metamorphosize into a hypocrite.
For those of you who might be ashamed, not having kept up with the gripping series and were too embarrassed to ask: No, I haven’t announced yet which way I’m going.
For those of you too bored by the subject because it’s not about what I have just eaten, the shirt and slacks I’m wearing while writing, or who I saw from the window in my office trying to think of something to write—the kind of really important data that fuels social media engines--and have stopped reading, I understand. I’ m bored myself.
Worse, other pressing issues distract me. Just the other day loyal reader Harriett Lesser asked me where I stand on the new gun control law that’s looking to outlaw magazines? Is that The Nation? Better Homes & Guns? Whatever, it’s a real first amendment issue.
All I can say now about the trending inner turmoil as I pace the ramparts pondering whether to blog or not to blog: It certainly would be ironic to use a blog to inform the public about the decision. But then levels of irony have dropped in society about what is acceptable, along with knowledge of spelling and geography. People today can take only a certain amount of irony in their daily diet, based on minimum levels approved by the USDA.
If you are a disloyal reader and wish to be dropped from the exclusive privilege subscriber “A” list, and don’t care whether there is one more blogger cluttering up the blogosphere, please let me know and your name will be appropriately deleted. No hard feelings.
But don’t expect my help should you get addicted, taking the cup of hemlock by blogging and your suspended for being under the influence of WED (Writing Enhancing Drugs). You will have to find your own 12-step program to write your way back to sanity.
If you remember my last brilliant contribution to American letters (see “Throw Another Blog On the Fire”, Part V), it was advocating the government add writers to the endangered species list before the idea of being paid becomes extinct.
The next episode is a real grabber.
Pay heed ye writing wretches.