Another blog bites the dust

In that post in which I mentioned the death of blogging and referred to comments, it was always going to seem as if I was referring to myself.

I was, in fact, referring to this sort of thing:

This blog is now thirteen years old. I started TSM on Wednesday, May 14, 2003. I missed the blogiversary last year, and the year before that I put the blog in semi-retirement.

In preparation for this post, I went back and read some of those first pieces I wrote just to see what I had to say back then.

Nothing’s changed much, really.

One commenter wrote:


I won’t lie, I’ll mark this as the end of an era. Your uberposts are the chief reason I got into blogging, or into this world at all, or even realized that there were others of my ilk scattered about this ridiculous and rapidly decomposing nation of ours. I don’t even recall how I found your posts the first time, but I’ve read all of them, and probably should again.

At this point, rather than speaking about caring for the blogosphere, better to quote Agatha Christie in her Harley Quin series, through Mr. Sattlethwaite – man knew a woman was about to suicide, he said the following to her:

“You say your life is your own,” went on Mr Satterthwaite to her, “But can you dare to ignore the chance that you are taking part in a gigantic drama under the orders of a divine Producer?

Your cue may not come till the end of the play; it may be totally unimportant, a mere walk-on part, but upon it may hang the issues of the play if you fail to give the cue to another player.

The whole edifice may crumple. You, as you, may not matter to anyone in the world but you as a person in a particular place and context may matter unimaginably.

She sat down, still staring at him.”

That’s the crux. We may tire of it but we must keep going. We must especially keep going in the light of the coming events on both sides of the pond.

We may each be unimportant in ourselves or feel we are and yet we do form part of a hive and that hive has stopped a lot of bad of late. It’s at least making Call Me think twice. You may have seen that the BBC has now reneged on their deletion of all those recipes, due to people speaking out.

I do worry about bloggers giving it away like this, looking inwards at themselves, rather than in the context of Mr. Satterthwaite. The darkest hour is just before the dawn.

4 comments for “Another blog bites the dust

  1. Catherine White
    May 18, 2016 at 11:55 am

    So, rather than being the property of the state, our bodies are the property of your very nearly dead god?

    For crying out loud, man, get a grip, will you?

    • May 18, 2016 at 12:36 pm

      Eh? What has this to do with bloggers retiring?

      • Junican
        May 18, 2016 at 3:16 pm

        Ms White has used a typical trolling trick, which is to take an irrelevance and magnify it, and then throw in an insult.
        I have several hundred people who read my blog daily, but only a tiny fraction make comments. It is the hundreds of readers who keep me going.

        • May 22, 2016 at 6:40 am

          Well said.

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