I was thinking about the differences between life on and off the web, passing through some boring line or another in my endless quest for goods and consumables. It might have been a grocery mart, or a super-saver-super-store. It may have been the local quikie stop or gas bar. A particular rude remark which I don't remember now caught my attention and I remember thinking "you people better just watch it, or I'll put you on my blog…"
What a silly thing to think. Has the art of onanistic conversation reached such a stature in my world that the web has become a righter of wrongs? Can it possibly serve as an arbiter of trivial justice, a champion of the inconsequential annoyance? Oh pshaw.
And yet… In my country we are entering a season of near total verbal warfare as our election cycle approaches its zenith. People for and against virtually any concept that can be named in the political arena can vomit their thoughts into the ether at the speed of light, while another segment (or is it the same segment? I can't tell) of the population seeks out these nuggets of litter-box treasure for the purpose of amplification. It's almost as if what this particular medium does best is to turn up the volume on every possible absurdity. Look at me! Look! Isn't this outrageous!
But I don't remember what got me started thinking this way. It was minor and it is gone now. There was no need to document it was there? Blessed forgetfulness is the fuel of civilization. If you turn down the volume you turn up the dignity and usefulness of the thought. But someone is watching right now, waiting.