Right Wing Nut House » A RESPONSE TO CRITICS OF MY LAST POST

But not surprisingly, no blogs or commenters below have addressed the thrust of my argument; that these blogswarms blow things out of proportion until the story takes on an importance far beyond anything having to do with the world outside of this cliquish little circle of blogs and blog readers.

I’ll try to address that thrust, Rick. When Ace of Spades and Rick Moran are sitting on news-stands and in mailboxes across America, it won’t be a big deal. Until then, a blogswarm by cliquish little circles is all that any of us regular jagoffs have.

“Fact-checking their asses” used to be, at a minimum, a good enough reason to type into the internet. Now, though, I shouldn’t even be doing that? Seriously, think about what you’re saying for a moment, Rick, if you’re not too big-time to do it — self-published individuals should rein themselves in, because it’s inconsequential not consequential enough. Blow it out of proportion? It’s impossible…it’s the web, it’s the American people.

Well, piss on that. Like all good Americans, I’ve got an opinion and I’ll spout it out there, thanks to good American technology. If it troubles the Franklin Foers or Rick Morans or AoSHQs of the world, piss on them, too. The whole point of the blog qua blog wasn’t to garner AdSense hits, TLA payments, BlogAds, or super-sweet gigs at The Atlantic.* It was to shoot off your mouth to something or someone besides the same a-holes on the same barstools at the the same tavern five nights a week. They got tired of hearing my crap, just like I got tired of hearing theirs, and I’ll be danged if I’m going to take a beat-down about inconsequentiality from a high-horse Johnny-Come-Lately.

And now I’ve spent more time bitching about blogging about blogging, something I swore I would never do again. Never say never, I guess.

* Yeah, I get ‘em, and I’ll keep on getting ‘em as long as they keep on paying me. I’ve got about six websites I manage for various folks, and only this one makes any dough, which I use to keep them going. I did this same spouting off without making a nickel for three years, but I sincerely doubt I’d bother doing it again in 2007. Too many pros, too many grifters, too many poseurs.

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It’s been such a lovely time without those blowhards being forced onto my radar.

Here’s the deal — link to the NYT, off my blogroll. Nobody cares anymore about blogrolls anyway, so I figure I’ll free up about an hour a day.

* Bought a paper to read over lunch (couldn’t find a reloading manual or a free lefty bird-cage liner, and noticed this since I’m a bidnessman: Clocking In. Seems to cover all the GiganticCos in town. So far, anyway…it’s new. SA Express has about a billion blogs, if you need some more.

* I noticed this Silverhorn GC on Bitters while driving to and from multiple dental surgery appointments today. Says it’s open to the public. I’m going to swing by and check out the deal next week, since I’m headed to Dullass for biz and contractor and realtor crap the rest of the week. (I really wish I’d just hired someone to fix the water-heater and burn that place down, as I’m sick of dealing with it. But that’s how people lose money…they just get sick of dealing with it.) But back to the golf — anyone around here want to play some golf? Herself keeps talking about taking it up, but wants me to teach her. I ain’t no teacher. Of anything. And she won’t schedule a one-hour session with a real teacher, or let me schedule a session for with a real teacher. I think it’s just bored talk.

* Why does BBQ suck so much here? Stay far away from Bill Miller’s ribs.

* It has at least stopped raining daily.

OK, then…I’m off to bed. Got to get up at 4:30 to drive to Dallas for a 10am meeting. I’d rather cut my left nut off with a spoon, but I’d really rather get the business. I’ve got Thursday free if any of you hacks want to play pasture pool…drop me a line before 4:30 and I’ll throw the clubs in the truck.