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Kick Out The Soapbox


Sick of it?

I am so sick of ideologues!! They can be of any stripe, right wing. left wing, no wing, I don’t care. They give me a headache. I am just a guy with a blog. I post what I think. It may be bollocks, but it is my viewpoint. (What? Am I English all of a sudden?). It may be nonsense. (Thanks. much more American). I am not an expert in foreign or domestic affairs. I don’t have an agenda, well….wait, of course I have an agenda but it is only to try to cut through the bull. If that is humanly possible in this media saturated world. It is hard to know what to believe, and sometimes you just gotta go with your gut. I hate ideologues who will bury you in an avalanche of information, all of which is designed to sway your opinion. Is my opinion so bloody important (bloody? ok I’ll let it pass.). They are so caught up in their crusade that they can’t engage another person in a genuine, human, way. They are on a soapbox. On my blog, only I get to have a soapbox, and even then I would appreciate having my soapbox kicked out from under me, because I don’t want to become an ideologue. Any soapboxes I see, I plan to kick it out from under you. I want my blog to be about genuine, truthful, human interaction, not the airing of political agendas. I am not interested in posting somebody’s manifesto as a comment. Just be a human being, ok?

The reason I want to kick the soapboxes out is because it just doesn’t work for me. It is suffocating. The odds that anyone’s point of view is going to be changed by a diatribe is slim. You get tuned out after the first few sentences, unless, of course, you are preaching to the choir. They will gobble it all up and ask for more. If you like, I can refer people to your blog or website and they can partake of your wisdom. But not here. I want things to be from the heart, based on personal experience, not some crap you have read or watched on youTube. This is about a personal connection that matters. So no ideology!!! I’m sorry. It just makes me sick.

I believe all of us are duped in some fashion. We are conditioned by what we read and hear. We are bombarded by propaganda day and night, by people a hell of a lot smarter than I. So I know that I am manipulated. It pisses me off. But don’t come along and presume to be an authority, who is free of manipulation. I don’t buy it. You are also being duped. So what can you do? That is an excellent question. Who can you trust? You can trust your own experience. Anything else is just opinion, and should be treated as such. I don’t think my opinions are important. Why should you? They are my thoughts, and they may be interesting, or not. If you agree with those thoughts, then you enjoy reading about them. If  you don’t you might feel the need to set me straight. The world is full of people eager to set everyone else straight. They have the real deal. They are an authority. And they have an encyclopedia of documentation to back it up! You don’t want to mess with these ideologues, unless you want comments that are as long as Das Kapital. I don’t have the patience. I started out thinking I should give everyone a right to comment regardless of what it is. But soapboxes??? Do you really want to read comments that are , in fact,  just somebody on a soapbox screaming at you?  My guess is that most of you don’t.

I am guilty of this stuff too. I expect to be called out on it, too. But like I said before, I can refer people to your site so they can immerse themselves in your viewpoint, and get information that they won’t get elsewhere. That is worthwhile. If Adolf Hitler were to comment on my blog, I would be happy to refer people to Mein Kampf and let them make up their own minds. I call that giving them enough rope. I think it works better than trying to keep information from people. I would also refer people to literature on the holocaust to balance things out. It is important to get all of the information, not just the stuff you like. So, anyhow, I hope to keep this blog soapbox free, so that it is more fun to read, and you don’t have to be a graduate student  in poli sci to appreciate.

Joy of Comments


Comments. Nothing like it. I like comments in the morning, comments in the evening. I just like them. Doesn’t have to be long, so long as it’s there. It’s what I do this for. Sometimes I check my email and see that someone….I don’t even want to know right away!!! My heart starts to race, I click off of Yahoo, and watch a little tv, maybe read a little. I like to put it off for a little while. Maybe someone left a comment. I wonder which post they commented on? I admit it!!! I feel a little disappointment when all I see is a Like. Say something, don’t be shy. Just a little one. No one needs to know. You could even write, “I really liked your story and so I…I…I hesitated for a second. Do I really want to….yes! yes I do, I press Like, and it feels really good!!” But I agree that that is a bit too intimate, especially if it’s your first time clicking Like on my blog. I understand.

But comments…..I agree that sometimes you read something and it’s ok. I mean it didn’t rock your boat or anything, but it wasn’t bad. You don’t want to comment just to do it, you know? Everyone sees through that. “Wow, great comment. why did they even bother?” So Like is appropriate under those circumstances. Only there should more choices: Like, Really Like, and Can I Have Your Address? or Dislike, Really Dislike, or Get Off the Internet! Well, maybe not. I don’t think rudeness works well, in any context. So…..bad idea.

Getting back to comments. I like comments that really get into the meat of what they like about the post. I want lots and lots of lavish praise, basically. It isn’t easy cranking this shit out day after day. I mean I could continue to write about my circumstances, but who wants to read about someone whose life is falling apart? No I think humor is better, and sex. It makes me happier, and the reader likes it too. So remember that comments are what a writer craves. They like their comments warm, fresh out of the oven, with lots of butter! Let me know what you felt as you read my words, did your face grow suddenly hot? What were you wearing? (Actually…..since some comments are coming from guys, you can just say ‘hey bro’ awesome blog!’ That totally works!

There is a God


Finally! A bit of acknowledgement from Margaret Cho!  I had been bitching about that for a few days now, and I have no idea if she read any of it. But, in any case, she thanked her fans for their comments as part of saying Happy New Year. It was nice. There is a God.

I left a comment asking if she would write a post addressing that sticky subject of celebrity and fan interaction. It can be tricky, and it can be fun and heart warming as well. I guess it depends on the fan, and on the celebrity. It’s weird because I hate the whole idea of fan and celebrity. I don’t want to be a fan. I want to be a celebrity, and I am. I just haven’t been discovered yet. Actually, I could give a rat’s ass about celebrity. I have no desire to be famous. I do like the idea of getting my ideas and my humor, and my sparkling personality (Please stop! this is getting sickening) Ok, I’m not all that. But I do think I have something to contribute. Since George Carlin and Bill Hicks died, someone needs to pick up the torch. Margaret has to a large extent, but hey! can’t there be more than one torch?

Anyway, I hope I see a post from her about all this stuff. I would feel vindicated. My voice is being heard! I didn’t  have to pitch a tent in her yard and call it Occupy Cho.

Thanks, Cho

And the Rant Continues


This is an expansion upon the theme I began as a post on Facebook, regarding celebrity’s lack of communication with their fans. I think it is a wonderful idea to create a blog relating your life, for your fans to read. I really enjoyed reading Margaret Cho’s blog, for instance. Unlike many other celebrities she really lets you know how she feels and what her life is like. But there is also a problem with that. You create the impression that if a fan comments on your blog, you will respond. The unwritten and unspoken agreement is that being a fan is a one way street.

The internet is a dangerous place, psychologically. It creates some dangerous illusions. The illusion I’m writing about here is the illusion of intimacy. I just gotta tell ya that it isn’t really much fun to comment on someone’s blog over and over, and get no acknowledgement. Not only is it not intimate, it isn’t anything. No communication. Nada! I hate the fact that I allowed myself to get sucked in to this illusion. It is a fact that we live in a world that is starved for love, starved for real communication, and crave an end to the endless bullshit. I know I am not alone in these feelings. So when you think you have found a kindred spirit, you are thrilled, and take an interest in everything about that person. Then you come to the realization that none of it means a damn thing. It is nothing more than a comedian hoping to get some traffic to her site so that she can sell some DVD’s, and get some people to come to her performances, watch her tv show etc etc. Well, maybe that is a little harsh. I suspect she cares about her fans. But it was foolish of me to expect any kind of response to my comments on her blog.

Oh well, enough about that! I tell myself that if I were a celebrity I would be different!!! I would acknowledge every comment, I would value every fan I have. Blah blah blah. Actually I would probably be a lot like Margaret Cho.