He blogged late into the night and again in the morning. He reached office late and bleary-eyed and blogged through the day.
He was demoted, then lost his job, and couldn’t pay his mortgage. His wife divorced him, his children disowned him and his blogger-mistress left him.
But he was happy – he had his blog.
From Gapingvoid
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I have been thinking about honesty today.
First, my daily horoscope advised me to be honest but not too honest -
You may be tired of always being the one to tell it like it is, even when you know someone else doesn’t want to hear the truth. In time your honesty will be appreciated, but you must be careful about overstating your case. Avoid self righteousness and others will be more likely to join your cause.
- and then, I read Po Bronson’s take on how we are increasingly relying on technology to be honest -
We need an excuse, it seems, more and more. We need a way to soften difficult conversations. We need some way of introducing ourselves to strangers, and we need a way to complain, and we need a way to be brutally honest. New technology (caller ID, voicemail, email, SMS, Tivo) happens to be very good at filling this need. We rely on it, more and more, to assist in a variety of difficult conversations.
Bronson also explains why we do it -
After a year when less was more, because that’s all there was, I almost have a problem of plenty (here, here and here).
And, almost to remind me of the hold she still has on me, she entered my dreams early in the morning:
We sit together on my parents’ bed -
You, my mother and I -
At their house at Patna
And watch ‘Kabhi Khushi Kabhi Gham’ on TV.
Their white Pomeranian bitch sits in your lap
And licks your hand. Dream four.
Also, apropos of nothing, my blog has been on the Wordpress Most Popular Blogs list for the last few days, and climbing.
I understand, of course, that both these situations are too good to be true, that they are tests of some sort, tests of my sanity, that I’ll open my eyes tomorrow morning and realise that it didn’t really happen.
