Blog Me Up, Scotty
Posted by Ken Saydak on Tuesday Aug 26, 2008 Under UncategorizedWell, I enter the world of blogging. I have achieved total blogosity. There’s a certain bloggishness which now characterizes my manner. I am a member of the blogeoisie. Like a mofo.
I will attempt to be current and update often. I will talk about music, blues, life, politics, zen, now, culture, counter-culture, countertops, and the kitchen sink. I will be reporting from Europe in November and December, as an American touring musician at the mercy of the Euro. Zen zeese weel be goot! My bullshit detectors are always up and operating at the red level (bullshit attack highly likely). Therefore, feel free to accuse me in response of being full of it, and I’ll consider your point. However, that applies only if you are not more full of shit than I am. The odds are in your favor.
I will report, not that anyone has asked me to, on all things great and small. All of life, both the truth and the illusions we perceive, are inextricably interwoven, one winding about the other until they are difficult to discern as separate. That’s when the Republicans start running their campaign ads. Its called kicking you while you’re down.
I am bored with phony heroes, pedestals for the undeserving, twenty-year-old “classic” anythings, public loyalty tests involving flags, hands, hearts, and hats, emperors with no clothes, and the vision of six billion ostriches with their heads in the sand, each thinking that the other ostriches can’t see his gigantic ass sticking up against the blue sky. In short, we are full of much, including self-righteousness, and if there is any hope of extricating ourselves from our own excrement, we had better cut the crap, fecally speaking.
I welcome response to anything here at the site, whether the response is positive or negative. That doesn’t mean stupid is acceptable. I expect intelligence and wit, regardless of viewpoint. I am something of a spelling Nazi. The language is in enough trouble without using spellings that are sourced in cigarette ads. I think we in America have dumbed down enough, thank you, and I would prefer to be an agent of resistance to that trend rather than a contributor. So if you don’t have a spelling bee in your bonnet, then please use spellcheck. Also, feel free to jump down my throat if I happen to misspelll.
See you soon.
