Why bother?

OK, OK. So the world needs another blog like it needs another KISS tour. So let me explain myself. If you're reading this blog there are two things you should know. 1. there must be something better to do. I mean spend time with your kids, mow your lawn, volunteer, or something. 2. This is for me, not you. See, here's the problem. I spend way too much time watching TV, grazing, and not nearly enough time writing, and although this is barely writing, it is a step in the right direction. This is an attempt to get the gears turning, to remind myself that I used to want to write. Will it work? Who knows. But hey, the road to hell probably needs repaving . . .

So here are the ground rules: I plan on covering a lot of ground on this blog, from the personal, to the political, to popular culture (not that the latter two are all that dissimilar). What I won't be is partisan, not because I necessarily dislike partisanship, it's just that what passes for partisanship these days seems to lack conviction, it puts marketing over morality. I have no stomach for that sort of thing.

I'll also swear--a lot. I know, it gets old after awhile, and if I had to justify it I could come up with something about holding onto my working class sensibilities or something like that, but the fact is, it's just habit at this point. There's this great passages in Hornby's Long Way Down where the character JJ puts it best: 

"How do people, like, not curse? How is it possible? There are all these gaps in speech where you have to put in a 'fuck'" (146).

I'll "put in a 'fuck'" quite often.
The other ground rule is not over thinking this thing. It's not going to be perfect, not even close. Perhaps, to borrow a phrase from the pedago-fascists, this is an exercise in "free writing," in writing for the sake of writing, of not caring about the clarity, or logic, or grammar.