Today, I’m pondering the decline of blogs.
Once upon a time, blogs had that new car smell and the crinkle of wrapping paper. Fingers eagerly pecked out book reviews, diatribes, analysis of tortuous social relationships, rants and thoughts, their vision of the scene outside their window.
And then Facebook sauntered in, shadowed shortly thereafter by the dreaded Twitter.
Long-winded, pent-up rants were replaced by pithy statements 140 characters long. While people still posted about the bologna sandwich they had for lunch, they no longer gave an in-depth analysis of the quality of multigrain versus rye bread, the composition of bologna itself, and indeed whether it had been left too long in the fridge.
Blogs began smelling like your dad’s Chevy Nova, which has been rusting in the sideyard for the past 10 years. Tumbleweeds began rolling through. Mice took up residence in the chewed-out seats.
I, however, am a nostalgic bastard and prefer long-form writing. And because I am a busybody, you should too.
Be a rebel! Post long-winded rants about political goings-on, the new dress you bought, the way that weird guy looked at you in the Safeway parking lot! Show the depth of your humanity, the keen edge of your observation! Escape the 140-character prison!
Viva la revolucion!