Well, really, isn’t the latest outrageous thing really outrageous, never have I been so outraged, well, not since the last tabloid outrage that got me so outraged, anyway. Then there is that disgusting thing all the headlines are screaming about this week, it is just as disgusting as the last time something just as disgusting happened. I’ve a good mind to write a blog post about it – or, perhaps about the outrageous thing. That is if I can stay calm enough to put finger to keyboard without getting overcome with rage about it all and start hammering on the keyboard with my clenched fists while my savage spittle flecks the monitor screen. Neither of which, when it comes down to it, is likely to give me the sparkling prose that will bag me the next Orwell prize, but – hey – what the fuck, this is real, this is blogging in the zone, in the now, in the… er… not getting the all-important hits.
Sometimes though there is something beyond outrageous, shocking, something that goes beyond even cute photos of cute kittens doing cute things with cute captions written in cute LOLbollocks. Sometimes there may even be something beyond politicians being politically mendacious, ego-centric tools, bureaucrats cocking up their latest attempt to mount the bureaucratic equivalent of a piss-up in a brewery and failing in their usual gloriously inept way, it could even go beyond the latest celebrity shag-swap trauma hell drivel.
It could even be interesting.
Whatever it is, there is a very strong possibility that you won’t read it here first – if at all.
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