Striking Shards

Once more into the lees of the tabs, the grunge of the week. Today is dawned and not a bad day portending, it seems although the weather beavers are foretelling of dire weather over the darkness tonight.

This strikes at once of the ambiguity and arbitrariness of the division of time. We count days from midnight to midnight even though day is associated with the light period and night with the dark period. But why not count from noon to noon? Somewhere there is an answer to this question that is not pontificated prevarication.

Anyway, I have several articles to bash upon left until the lees of the week. First, I notice that the campus of the Black Warrior is having a ‘Knap-In’ 0900-1700 Friday, 11 March through Sunday, 13 March at the The University of Alabama’s Moundville Archaeological Park. [Link] The ‘knapping’ refers to the impulsive dressing of stones to produce flakes, blades, hand axes, and projectile points. This is considered some AmerIndian (‘Native American’) social activity by the socio-politically correct at the campus, typically prevaricative since it quite ignores that there are technically no Native Americans since the AmerIndians migrated to the Americas, primarily along the Bering Land Bridge and that stone knapping was done all over the planet.

Despite this lie-of-social-justice (that is redundant, isn’t it?) the event is worth attention if not attendance. Getting past the unctuous superiority of the rhetoric, knapping is a craft of considerable challenge and even if only observed is thought provoking and instructive. Additionally, a visit to the site is itself rewarding given the opportunity to view the mounds and the artifacts in the museum, especially the Duck Bowl. Just watch out for crowds and screaming bairns.

On a less instructional and enjoyable azimuth, I note an article [Link] in the New Yawk Times about the decrease in density of blogging among the young. The reason for this is tellingly revealed in the language of the article,

“Like any aspiring filmmaker, Michael McDonald, a high school senior, used a blog to show off his videos. But discouraged by how few people bothered to visit, he instead started posting his clips on Facebook, where his friends were sure to see and comment on his editing skills.”

‘Discouraged by how few people’ is the telling piece of the damnation. The author admits, somewhat guardedly that he does not know what a blog is, but more tellingly, he does not know what blogging is and is about.

I have commented this previously, but this provokes me to try again. The folks who write blogs to make money by drawing people to their blogs to buy stuff or look at advertisements or even get paid to blog as mediaists are not bloggers. Blogging is person. It is a form of journaling that bloggers (true bloggers) perform on the internet because of it connection to them and the convenience thereof. There is also an aspect of altruism mixed with exhibitionism that includes sharing with anyone who wants to read.

Commenting is another matter. Some of the best blogs I know of permit no or only controlled, enrolled commenting. Most comments I get on this blog are somewhere between illiterate rubbish and actual linguistic sewage, not counting the false comments that are of commercial, and hence, not blogging, form.

So the situation described by this article is that people who were not blogging but were writing on the web have ceased because they were not bloggers. Simply put they wanted attention and lacked altruism. They were not bloggers.

More worrisome perhaps is that these folk are primarily young and the indication is that their generation is missing some crucial aspect of comprehension. I am not sure whether this is surprising or not. But it does agree with my observations of the generation that is so incompetent they cannot handle money. This merely indicates that they have nothing more meaningful to say than Facebook tripe-chatter and are perhaps too lazy to think of anything that meaningful. But that might be cruel and accurate so we can’t say that.

Meanwhile, since it is sundae, I note that Anonymous has not only whacked Westboro Baptist Church, [Link] but that their instrumentality is too oblivious to internet to have noted it, except the IT guys who are apparently chained to servers in the third sub-basement? What dies this say about the nature of religionists?

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