Wednesday, 22 March 2017

Being Unknown.

This blog gets visits from at least ten countries nearly every day; and if the evidence of the stats trackers is to be trusted, most of the visitors are regulars. I wonder why.

It’s just that it isn’t a celebrity blog or a food blog or a technology blog. There’s no theme attached to it. It isn’t even a journal, although it wanders into that territory sometimes. It’s just a rant about this, an observation of that, a muse on something else. Why would anybody bother to read the faceless and mostly inconsequential ramblings of a little nonentity living in a little house slap bang in the middle of the little England countryside? And this isn't a case of false modesty; it's just how it is.

And what I’m really curious about is whether any of these people who do me the honour of reading what I’ve taken the trouble to write gets anything like an accurate picture of who I am. Some of my posts are serious, some of them mischievous, some of them ironic, and some of them just plain kidding. Does anybody get it, I wonder? Does anybody get me? Who are you Fontana, California? You’ve been visiting anonymously the longest. And if I might quote one of my favourite SinĂ©ad Lohan songs, Who Do You Think I Am? But thank you anyway.


Bree T Donovan said...

I just wonder how the hell ya are from time to time!

JJ Beazley said...

Mostly under the weather - envying the young their freshness of mind and body, but not their future on present forecasts.

Bree T Donovan said...

I'm sorry to hear that. I hope you're feeling better soon. There is something to be said for the wisdom that comes with age. I certainly am happy not to revisit my wilder youth! :-)

JJ Beazley said...

I'm unconvinced about the value of wisdom if you're living in a vacuum. I haven't noticed any benefits so far, just more questions and increasing uncertainty. Seems to me that wisdom is only of any practical value if you use it for the benefit of others.