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Too much noise, too much chatter

A weblog I’ve been following forever is Dan Lyke’s Flutterby. Dave Winer pointed out an item at the Weblog User’s online discussion forum where Dan mentions that he’s been having problems with comments lately:

I always thought I wanted a daily readership of 10,000 or so, but recently I and my co-contributors made a few comments about the war, one of which ended up as #2 on a popular Google search, and we’ve attracted some real schmucks to the comment areas, and I’ve gotten more than usual incoherent paranoid and frankly just dumb emails.

Almost every weblog I went to this weekend that had comments enabled had either comment spam, a comment war, or, as Dan calls them a comment from some “real schmuck” included. Junk, junk, junk. Nice junk, bizarre junk, or nasty junk, but junk.

Thanks to the efforts of the warbloggers and those who have pushed weblogging as the Next Great Thing, our intimate circles have been crashed. The digital termites have invaded. The days of thoughtful discussions on-topic within weblogs are over. Long live the flame, the spam, and the hit and run Google searcher who can’t resist a comment form.

Dan wistfully discusses the possibility of sneaking off somewhere and starting a new weblog among a small intimate group of friends. If you do Dan, make sure you turn off Google. And, invite me.

Personally, I’m beginning to think the thing to do is stop weblogging until the war is over, and the warbloggers have moved on. But I’m afraid it’s too late. Weblogging’s personal and intimate side has been lost.

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Broken Tongue

I received two emails addressed to a group of people today and with both I managed to antagonize someone; in the first by attempting a joke that seems to have bombed, and in the second by assuming the email that was sent was a joke and responding in kind.

As much as I love individual emails from people, and I truly do, I am finding that I would just as soon not receive group emails. It’s not that I don’t like being made part of the group, I do. It’s just that group emails trigger my evil twin, and that nasty babe loves to cause trouble.

I added comments in for a couple of posts, see how it goes.

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Disembodied voices

Before I get into the true topic of this posting, I did want to clarify that, no, I did not take my clothes off and go prancing naked among the poison ivy leaves. I thought it was important to make that clarification.

(In actuality, what got me was what I thought was a harmless dead poison ivy vine that had fallen across the trail – only to find that out that the substance that causes the reaction can hang around on a dead plant for up to five years. Go figure. And no, I don’t have the rash on my ____)

A lively, interesting discussion is brewing between Jonathon Delacour, Dorothea Salo, and Liz Lawley, sparked by Liz’s an Extrovert Speaks. Jonathon responded, curious about how a relationship can occur between an extrovert and an introvert, especially a strong introvert. To Jonathon, an ideal relationship is two introverts …who can intuitively share their thoughts and feelings.

Dorothea responded to Jonathon, referencing her’s and David’s relationahip:

But if I tried to ‘intuit’ his thoughts and feelings on a grand scale, or he mine, we’d be divorced. It just doesn’t work that way. Not even for introverts.

The back and forth continues, first Jonathon, then Dorothea, and Liz has promised to respond later today or tomorrow.

I was particularly taken with this cross-blog exchange not just because it’s an interesting subject – introversion and extroversion and relationships of like and unlike – discussed in an engaging manner by all parties; I was also taken by how much each person’s own unique voice and style came through with their responses. For the first time in the two years I’ve been weblogging (Yup, you heard it here first, two year anniversay), this is the first time I felt like I was ‘hearing’ the people talk. Disembodied voices.

Do I want to join the conversion? I’m tempted because it is so interesting, and Liz, Dorothea, and Jonathon have said much to respond to. But you know, sometimes it’s nice just to sit in the corner and listen.

And look at the pretty daffodils Loren and Sean brought. And try not to scratch.

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Everyone’s so angry

After our hike yesterday, I and roomie stopped at a local take out place for some dinner, both too tired to cook. As we were waiting another customer started getting uptight at the person behind the counter. However, just as abruptly as he lost his temper he calmed down. After he left, the next person helped mentioned something about the guy getting angry over something pretty trivial. The counter person replied that it had been like this all week. “Everyone’s so angry”, she said.

Everyone’s so angry.

Seems to me about the worst thing we can do is get angry at each other. I know, I know. I said that anger can be a healthy thing, and it can be. Anger can pull you out of depression, and can galvanize you to make a change, in the world and in your life.

But getting angry because adding a sauce costs extra for a sandwich isn’t healthy. Neither is getting angry because a person doesn’t agree with you. And last I heard, throwing rocks during a peace demonstration never convinced anyone to stop a war.

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Dark matter

Recovered from the Wayback Machine.

Trevor continues his discussion about community and individuals but ties it directly into The World of Ends and Small Pieces Loosely Joined, which, honestly, disappointed me. However, it’s not a surprise considering that the circle in which Trevor exists, as he would acknowledge, tends to form about the concepts rooted in Cluetrain and its offspring.

However, this did serve to highlight what I’ve felt to be a growing disconnect between myself and many in my neighborhood, a disconnect that’s reflected in one line Trevor wrote:

The web give voice to individuals but individuals are listened to in context of there relationship to other individuals. We exist in groups.

I can’t even begin to tell you how much I disagree with this. I can’t even start to list the reasons why I find this to be so wrong; but then it’s not wrong for Trevor and it isn’t wrong for many of the others who float within the circle that encompasses Cluetrain, Small Pieces, and World of Ends, and more power to them. But it is wrong, very wrong, for me. Trevor speaks from the spirit when he says “we exist in groups”, and I respond from my heart when I say, “No. I don’t.”

Happy Tutor wrote the following about community and the individual:

The self is a prison house. The only escape from the self is mastery of a tradition, to become through years of subordination, accepted into a succession of masters under masters going back generations within a living community of practice. Through that mastery we achieve not our own voice, but the voice of something greater that may once or twice in a lifetime speak through us. Lord I am not worthy that thou shouldst enter under my roof, but say but the word and my soul shall be healed.

Jonathon expanded on this by looking at his own efforts and inspirations, first in photography, then in writing. He concludes with:

Allow me to finish by acknowledging the truth of The Tutor’s quote from Frost: ‘Freedom is riding easy in harness.’ That’s because a shared cultural tradition turns out to be a considerate as well as a firm master so that the harness eventually becomes light, and soft, and comfortably worn.

All of this goes back to Trevor’s assertions that …There is no individuality from nothing.

No, none of us are* an island, and all of us are impacted to a greater or lesser degree by the communities in which we find ourselves, and those who we admire living and dead. But this is far cry from the denial of self and an associated individuality implicit in Trevor’s words when he writes:

If I am an anarchist I am because my committments to community outweight my commitments to myself or to insitutions.

In an odd, perverse way, my reaction to this statement links directly back to my strong reservations about the Creative Commons: what value is that which is given away so easily and with so little concern for its use?

I am impressed with the discipline and goodwill inherent with spiritual selflessness, but it is a concept that will never be anything but foreign to me. Instead of focusing on the ends, as Doc and Dave do in World of Ends, Trevor focuses, instead, on the lines – the relationships between the ends.

In Jonathon’s comments, Larry Burton wrote:

I’ve always considered my individuality to stem from my ability to choose which shoulders to stand on and which community to associate with at any given time.

Individuality, self, and the commons. And Venn Denn diagrams.

I’m a writer, nothing more, nothing less. That puts me in as part of the dark matter.

*not typo