I thought that my single solitary post of no importance, save to say that I was testing the posting system, would have had the good people of Thanet flocking to the blog and going off on lengthy discussions about the forthright and extremely valid points made in that there post.
But no. No-one has bothered. Perhaps it is because I am the only person who knows about it so far. But what about word of mouth? Granted I have not passed the information on to anyone, so word of mouth would be fairly difficult. But then again why should I put it on a plate for everyone to find it? It is typical of today's society that a blog can no longer be started and within around 11 minutes become the talk of the internet, provide a revenue stream that will earn the brains behind it untold riches and see the authors paraded on chat shows around the world.
No sir. The blog is no more. You heard it here first. Blogs are going the way of the dinosaur, the dodo and any fading hopes that Dreamland will once again thrill to the sound of people throwing up over other passengers on the Scenic Railway. It has been a great ride and I have loved every single one of the approximate 20 minutes I have spent turning this blog into the wonderful creature it is.
But what about the fallout from the death of blogging? How many questions are left unanswered? Even on my fountain of knowledge there are answers that have not, and therefore never will, be answered.
Did I have some kind of political agenda? Was I an authority of some sort that would be of extreme interest to the residents of Thanet? Was I about to reveal the solution to the age-old wish to harness the power of perpetual motion?
Well, to be honest dear readers, you will now never know. And who is to blame? You!
You could have helped. You could have spread the word. You could have got me off my posterior and made me write something worthwhile. But you didn't. And now you can all mourn as much as you like but you must remember one thing. It is all your fault!
Signing off
Horatio
3 comments:
Ah! look at me.
Get over it and get on with the real world.
Dear Mr Anonymous.
Your comment has really brightened up my day.
I would like to refer you to the dictionary definitions of the words 'humour' and 'irony' as they clearly have not entered your vocabulary yet.
The ironic thing is that you have somehow stumbled across this blog when it has not been publicsed, linked to or even mentioned to anyone outside my household (ok, so I attempted to join the Thanet Blog List last night but as of yet there is no link on there).
My post was nothing more than a childish string of false anger but already it has shown that some people cannot grasp the humour.
I would get over it but I have nothing to get over. Bar laughing at your attempt to belittle me whilst missing the entire point of the post.
Horatio
re: fire
Thank you for your comment you are right, it is worthy of a slot as do many other of JG's other..events.. he certainly knows how to put on a light show!
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