Allow me to explain. (I could have had one of our idiot IT guys try, but, the entire geek team was hypnotically engaged in a fierce, virtual firefight with some wizard priest sloth-monkeys from Zoltar 7 and couldn't be torn away from their screens to help. It's sad to see grown adults, staring at computer screens, mouths open, cursing at animated figures. ) Anyway, this site we publish on is hosted by the "Blogger" team. They provide the framework under which we publish. At the top of our page is their logo, a search box, and a hotlink on the term of "Next Blog". At the risk of sending you to a competing site that is also vying for your reading attention, I encourage you to take the plunge. (I do recommend opening in a new window, however, as some sites don't allow you back here, the land of
Here are some of the subject topics I observed: A Filipino woman who loves to play Farmville on Facebook and describes her progress daily; a lonely, heartbroken woman who has centered her entire blog around her breakup with her boyfriend and chronicles it hourly (well, almost); a Korean teenager who posts with the same abbreviations she uses to text message on her telephone, and (I swear this one is true,) one consisting of nothing but pictures of women's underwear. Some of it is interesting, some of it is different, all of it is weird. The websites. Not the underwear. Now, thinking about it; yeah, the underwear, too.
I don't think for a minute we have anything superior to anyone else's website content and am not disparaging them. Different strokes for different folks. It's just that they don't have a Factorcrap Truthometer Deluxe to evaluate their statements, they don't have a cheap, meddlesome Board of Directors who won't mind their own business, and they sure as hell don't have one ringleader who is supposed to oversee their trainwreck of a website and given a fancy title of Executive Director. I am afraid, though, that right now, Vladimir in Russia is stumbling across this site, trying to figure out what this is all about, shakes his head, elbows his brother Petr, and mutters "этот парень - идиот". Sadly, we have heard it before.