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| Why I've decided to use commas, or, why Upsaid sucks |
| 03.26.04 (7:08 pm) [edit] |
[ This entry reprinted from my blog on Upsaid, which has gone commercial and eliminated its free blog services, much to my--and others--collective chagrin ]
( Beware: I have been reading Henry James, Modernist novelist extraordinaire, and so my sentences have become writhing, one might say Leviathanic, and populated with commas. For the last while I've been less a prose-writer and more a poet, to the detriment of my academic essays, and so I need some sort of inspiration, and Henry James is probably very much the last person I should have chosen. )
I don't know why I'm struck by fits of whimsy, but thanks to one that happened last night, it occurred to me that Friendster has, more or less, died, and that not even Orkut--the new, shiny, speediest of bandwagons--will cut it. Technologies tend to be so shiny, so speedy, that they come and go before most of us have noticed their arrival.
So back to the tried and true, back to that which has stuck around--around my friends, at least. My theory is that that which sticks around sticks around for no reason other than that trends often start idealistically, and the extent to which they stick around depend upon the degree to which they fulfill actual needs. Friendster fulfills a certain need, as does blogging. Cyd friendsters. Ash friendsters. Bonnie blogs. Nes blogs. Jan blogs. The dedication I see to the blogging community, however, is much more consistent, fulfills that much deeper a need in the people who do it, that if I were to cast my vote for a technology that had met a more human need, I would have to cast it for blogging.
Summarizing, as Henry James would say, is so vulgar, but insomuch as I might dedicate myself to one technology that, as my friends remind me through practice more than theory, has stuck around, I could bring myself back to blogging.
So there.
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