On Blogging in 2020
Put simply, blogging is out—“microblogging” via Twitter threads is in.
Or maybe it’s already out? I saw a selection of Gen Z comments on, like, TikTok ripping into millennial behaviors the other day, so maybe we and our social media platforms are all already over the hill and just don’t know it yet.
Or is the concept of generational rifts one created by the establishment in order to prevent the development of class consciousness amongst the working class? I don’t know that it’s that insidiously intentional, but I can kind of see that.
But blogging! I got locked out of my other on again, off again blog thanks to some technical BS that I won’t even try to describe here, though I wasn’t even aware of it until the other day when I got nostalgic, tried to sign in to read some of the cringey stuff I wrote on my older (privated) blog as an early-twenty-something, and found that I couldn’t access any of that old content.
In keeping with the laws of reverse psychology, not being able to get into the blog, made me desire blogging, and after watching The Beach Bum, a film about a sort of burnout writer making a big comeback, I felt compelled to write something again (for absolutely no reason at all).
So here is a blog in the year 2020—it’s just me refusing to adapt, writing a huge wall of text with an image at the top just like I used to, going out like the dinosaur I am. I’ll probably never write another word here!