Dear Diary
To use a popular expression these days, this blog is going to be a mere diary for an indefinite period.
Recent events make it clear that my generally contrary views on almost any public issue not only fail to get a hearing, but draw down ridicule from friends that seems far out of proportion to the mere act of expressing them. Worse, I am much too prone to being drawn into such pissing contests. I don't care to indulge that weakness any further.
So yes, the most recent entries have gone away. I rather supposed those ideas must be as "ignernt" and "provincial" as other of my views that have elicited such ire.
Dim Ots: I could count my audience on the fingers of one hand anyway. Like Elvis, my contrariness isn't dead: it's just gone home.
Recent events make it clear that my generally contrary views on almost any public issue not only fail to get a hearing, but draw down ridicule from friends that seems far out of proportion to the mere act of expressing them. Worse, I am much too prone to being drawn into such pissing contests. I don't care to indulge that weakness any further.
So yes, the most recent entries have gone away. I rather supposed those ideas must be as "ignernt" and "provincial" as other of my views that have elicited such ire.
Dim Ots: I could count my audience on the fingers of one hand anyway. Like Elvis, my contrariness isn't dead: it's just gone home.
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