Weapons of Mass Blog Destruction

 

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It is probably better not to write about Weapons of Mass Blog Destruction when you are listening  to a Robin Williams interview.

He is not doing comedy the whole time so there are serious moments and some of his comments about being a father resonate with me. I relate to them and I wonder what life was like for his kids and if they were ever embarrassed by the things he said or did.

That is because when I go through my blog and I see posts like She Broke My Penis I laugh and smile. Laugh because it is a good memory and honestly I think some of it is funny and smile because it brings back fond memories.

The boy the post was/is about is gone. That child is almost twice as old as he was when the story was first written and I am far more careful about what sorts of things I write about. I do my best to mask his identity but we always leave crumbs online and should it be discovered I would hate for him to be teased about something I did.

And the girl who questioned reproduction and said that we can’t come from eggs because we aren’t chickens, well she is much older now too.

Weapons of Mass Blog Destruction

I turned off CommentLuv  and moved back to Livefyre again.

Did it because I grew tired of being asked to approve comments for sites I didn’t want to link to or promote. Did it because there are a boatload of broken links from comments that were made by CommentLuv users who let their blogs die.

I try to catch those and weed them out but it is time consuming and I have other things to focus upon. Several people have recently moved to DISQUS and have spoken highly about it but I didn’t do it. It takes a chunk of time to move over and import all the comments and I didn’t want to give that time up right now.

This is the side of blogging that is less attractive to me. It is the ticky-tack, knicky -knack take care of all of these tiny detail so everything works that sometimes wears me out.

The comment section here is very quiet these days and I suspect that given the current situation that won’t change unless I make a concerted effort to comment on more blogs and or work the content here so that people feel like they need to engage.

Not to mention I have tried to remember to ask people to join my community.

I have also been making a point to link to more of the old and recent posts here with the hope that those who haven’t read them will decide to do so the second time they see them.

About Those Boundaries Again

My son told me he heard about a journalist who was beheaded and wondered if it is true the video is online. I told him it is and I thought about James Foley and Daniel Pearl.

Daniel Pearl has always had a profound impact upon me. He was a few years older me, grew up in the same area and went to the same high school.

I have friends whose older siblings knew him. There was a time when I thought I would be a journalist so it wasn’t hard to see how with a few twists that could have been me.

Anyhoo, I didn’t mention Daniel Pearl to my son but I did mention James Foley by name because I thought it was important to make sure he understood we were talking about a person.

And then I told him I didn’t want him to watch the video. I didn’t want him to be upset by it and I want to hurt the terrorists ability to terrorize.

If no one watches their videos and or hears/reads their proclamations it will cut down on some of their influence. It might not be as effective as saying hello with a Hellfire missile but I’ll do what I can with what I have.

Tie it into a question of dignity and the things I wrote about in Grandma Didn’t Listen To This Music.

And there you have it, what do you think?

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3 Comments

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  2. TheJackB August 20, 2014 at 9:19 pm

    Lardavbern That would be too good for them. It is awful, simply horrible.

  3. Lardavbern August 20, 2014 at 8:29 pm

    The beheading of the journalist is appalling.  I like to find the terrorists and rip their faces off. Who says I’m violent.

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