blogs are a trap for the self-obsessed.
Not only that, but I think they foster a self-obsession. It’s easy to get into reading blogs, (they’re the “real TV” of the internet). And of course anything you read gets internalized to some degree, and then you start to think like a blogger, which then causes you to want a blog… and become self-obsessed.
Look at me! I’m a blogger! W00T!
um, fortunately, I didn’t need to start reading blogs to have this sad self-obsession. Here’s my favorite poem, (by Frank O’Hara)
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AUTOBIOGRAPHIA LITERARIA
When I was a child
I played by myself in a
corner of the schoolyard
all alone.
I hated dolls and I
hated games, animals were
not friendly and birds
flew away.
If anyone was looking
for me I hid behind a
tree and cried out “I am
an orphan.”
And here I am, the
center of all beauty!
writing these poems!
Imagine!
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I think this proves my point.