Regarding This Blog...
If one were to ask me last year to describe this blog, I probably could have done it, but I’m not so sure I can do this any more. I read the banner above that describes the blog as “Venting and ranting on subjects and events…” I guess that is still somewhat true. I’ve been meaning to change that banner, but I just don’t know how to describe exactly what goes on here any more.
Some days I feel like reflecting, and other days I feel like I have to speak my mind. Other day I feel like I need to change my mind. It goes on and on and on. It’s an endless stream of conscience, I guess.
Every once in a while someone will come here and identify with what I write and they want to meet me or hang out with me for a day to see what I do when I’m confronted with situations. I have to explain that though many people do know who I am, I still to enjoy my anonymity. If certain people knew who I am they would behave differently. For instance I was somewhere recently where a certain local politician made a total ass of himself. Had he known that “Guy” was in the room he probably would have behaved differently. But now his behavior and the things he said are in the vault and may very well come back to bite him in the ass one day.
It can sometimes work to one’s advantage to blend in. Take Joe Gamm from the Daily Astorian for example. The first time I saw him I thought he was a homeless guy who scored a job parking cars with his reflective jacket. He probably gets some good observations by hanging out looking like a shlub. Well, I do the same thing; it works.
I guess I would have to say this blog is about events that I’ve observed. Everyone observes stuff and everyone can and should write about their observations. Yes, I do use it as a soap box from time to time and it pisses some people off, but if they don’t like it they are welcome to comment a counter opinion. Opinions are like ass holes; everyone has one and most of them stink. No big deal. None of this stuff will matter in a hundred years. I’ll be amazed if any of it has any meaning in five years, let alone tomorrow.
In conclusion, if you come here and like what you read, I will assure you there will be more in the future of it and if you don’t like what you are reading, there will be more of that, too. Thanks for stopping by.
posted by The Guy Who Writes This at 5:33 AM
5 Comments:
I like what I read and will continue to stop by. And if I ever visit Astoria, I'll respect your anonymity!
(Nice back...)
Be amazed, an endless stream of conscience, put into words does affect people. Opinions are dime a dozen. It's usually the character of the conscience behind the opinion that matters the most.
I really like your comment - "None of this stuff will matter in a hundred years." Being involved in politics, I see the common theme of everybody running around in circles like a headless chicken stressing over some issue of the day. It's all a sense of urgency, and an importance but as you pointed out it won't mean a thing in a hundred years...
One of the things I like about you, Guy, is your sometime coining of new terms. "Stream of conscience" being a great example, when the well known term is stream of consciousness. I'm glad you speak to us with your conscience.
Beth, if you come out here you better let me know. Bring Trish and Boo along with you as well.
Jon, I am reminded of a film I once saw where they gave a film camera to a homeless mental patient, and his eye was catching the most remarkable stuff. Stuff most people would never look at. It made me wonder if homeless mental patients are actually operating at a higher level than normal folks, but their obsessions had a more powerful hold on them because what they saw was so damn interesting.
Robb, that was a phrase once mentioned in a book by James Harriot, and the concept really stuck with me. BTW We were out of town yesterday and missed your call. Congrats!
Rich, sometimes my messed up phrases are intentional ; ) Not always, though. Sometimes they are born out of ignorance or over trust in the spell checker.
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