…IE, SDH’s red-flagged two-link remark and, for some wacky WordPress reason, one of wdydfae’s. Can’t figure out which one because I can’t figure out why.
The other pending comments appeared to be all spam. But things have changed since I abandoned my digital post 19 days ago. The text of two appear to be…Japanese? Chinese?
Symbolese! The one from “goyard-watch.com” said this: 最安価格
Whereas “bag-variables.com” claims this: の秋冬新作
I fearlessly reproduce these obvious computer viruses (probably Skynet-generated) because…er…because I want to destroy the World Wide Web?
Of course, I don’t really want to destroy the ‘Net. But in light of my betrayal of you, all nine of this blog’s readers, you are free to disagree.
(Full disclosure: I actually do feel a little bad now, upon this return. But I sure didn’t before.)
Why no blogging? Don’t know exactly. A few ambitious posts–essays, really–were begun. But lately my every socio-politico-economico-culturo rumination soon runs into an immovable object known as what’s the point?!
But that’s also why this one is almost finished, and will shortly be posted; I know the point of it. The point of this particular post is Thank you for your interest in my thoughts and for your fascinating, unpredictable responses; thanks for your concern for my well-being, and for our fellows.
Thank you for caring that I disappeared without notice.
It’s around 4:00 A.M. here, at compostclusion. (The conclusion of a composition of a post…duh.) In a few moments the “Publish” button will be hit and a three-week blogging vacation will end. I’ve no plan to stop blogging but I certainly don’t want to burden you with complaints or depressed musings. “Civilization” is now beyond–beneath?–my powers of parody. Re: Syria. Are you not entertained? Remember recent remarks by the Vice-President and the Secretary of State, and consider their combined message:
Assad’s chemical weapons are like the Holocaust, and our military response will be unbelievably small.
“A equals not-A”. Not even Iowahawk can parody that. And notice that even he has mostly quit blogging, in favor of Twitter quips. So should I finally reach The Fifth Stage, you might shortly be buried under an unending wormmelanche of puns, obscure references, and unadulterated geek-speak. Perhaps you should count your blessings.
Oh, and also accept a second thank-you.