stuff that's important ... not

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One of the useful things about keeping a blog like this is that I can shoot my mouth off without the indignity of having others suffer the lash. True, others may read and comment and I may be flattered for a few moments, but writing on a blog means that opinions and thoughts can sift into obscurity like water into the sands of the Sahara. Since that strikes me as the way things actually happen, a blog teaches a good lesson: Sure, it may be important, but it's not really that important.

A step up from a blog, perhaps, is the news and letters in a newspaper. The same principle applies, but because a newspaper reaches a lot of readers, somehow the odds of attaining 'importance' are improved. Today, for example, a small letter-to-the-editor I wrote appeared in print. It appears, like cat piss on the living room rug, to have a certain importance and stature. I agree with its query and am willing to shoulder whatever responsibility there is for nudging others who may read it, but, well, it's water on the sands of the Sahara.

You'd think that with enough experiments that prove the same point, a sensible soul would conserve water and stop pouring it onto the sands that never were thirsty in the first place.
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