The Saroon March 13, 2011

Well, hello. Recently I had been encouraged to feel that my opinions, no matter how exquisitely worded, weren’t worth very much, and as a result they became tiny shrivelled up prunes of apathy and dutiful acquiescence, and my blog became a barren wasteland of Kurt Vonnegut quotations. As if the universe knew (which of course, in a very Bokononist sense it must have; busy, busy, busy), it sent me a sign indicating that I should cast aside these negative reflections and take up my ranting mantle once more. I’d like to extend a sincere and heartfelt thanks to Dave Benham, whose unexpected comment came, unbeknownst to him, at a time when it was most needed. Thank you, Dave! It was very much a vin-dit moment. Since reading your comment, Dave (I hope my referring to you personally in this post isn’t offending you or making you uncomfortable, Dave -  or, more importantly, giving you some kind of 2001: A Space Odyssey-based neurosis), I have been trying to come up with something to have a jolly good rant about, but sadly my mind has been so preoccupied with personal problems I’ve neglected my habitual interrogation of the world and its ways. In short, I’ve become all introspective and stuff. As I can’t abide the thought of becoming one of those bloggers I so vehemently denounced in this post, I must refrain from blogging until I can come up with something interesting to blog about. But never fear, intrepid reader, I will return! Watch this space.