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If you don't get the title of this post, you really need to stop whatever it is that you are doing and watch Arrested Development, which is the single funniest TV show ever. I got drunk last night and made a Facebook group saying that we intend to organize a letter campaign lobbying FOX to go through with the movie. We'll see if that happens.
That awesome tangent aside, I said something in the site info post that got me thinking...why the hell am I blogging? It is essentially a post on a website that no one has to read, and is technically, by virtue of how big the internet is alone, very unlikely to be spread amongst any substantial group of people. It's almost like going out on a street corner and just saying things, not shouting them, but saying them; who the hell is gonna hear you, and if they do, who the hell cares?
This could lead me to believe that I shouldn't even bother. If no matter what I do, I have no chance at success or wide readership, what's the point? This, however, is a defeatest attitude. As a brilliant (obviously) college student, every week I subject my English class to insane ramblings about myself, including that I smoke crack, eat cats, all sorts of nonsense. They love it. Everyone cracks up at the shit I say if for no other reason than the fact that they just can't believe I said it. Even if they feel it isn't true (the majority of it is not), it's still funny, and we all still have a good time. That's what this is.
Even if I was only able to have an effect on a few people, I would still do it. Viewpoints matter, and being able to express them is important. I think people blog because even if no one reads it, they still got it out there and it stays. This isn't going to drift off into nothingness if no one reads it immediately, it will still be here. It's like a personal journal, but with the potential to reach other people, and if I ever stop drinking enough to say something profound, maybe that would have a positive effect on the world, or at least the small group of people around me. It would be small, but nonetheless true.
Isn't that really what matters?