Sep 22
It’s been a week since I last updated this site, but, because it’s Friday, and on Friday’s you tell the truth, I have a small confession to make. I have actually written two new posts in the past week, but you can’t see them.
You might have noticed that the title of my most recent contribution is ‘Interlude – Part I‘, which should have implied the existence of a future Interlude or Interludes yet to be published. And in fact, that is the case. The quote from Sex, Drugs, and Cocoa Puffs was originally written and posted as the first in a series of entries I intended to write. However, after finishing the second article, ‘Interlude – Part II’, I came to the realization that I probably shouldn’t publish it. Strangely, the reasons for not wanting it made public were outlined quite clearly within the entry itself; reasoning directed entirely towards an audience that won’t see it. To summarize those ideas let me just say that there are certain thoughts and attitudes contained within those pieces that I would prefer not share with you.
Sometimes at night my mindset becomes such that I am simply overtaken by a pressing desire to release my emotions upon this keyboard. Like a pressure chamber with a broken valve I have occasion to exhaust the pent up energy. And in the heat of that moment my writing becomes far too personal in nature. When that happens I fear this website quickly deteriorates to the point where I might as well just begin every new post with, “Dear Diary.”
Such is the case with the ill-fated Interludes. But, not wanting to publish Parts II and III, I found it all but impossible to write new material. The specter of the dangling Part I sat on this site’s front page like a giant white elephant. I didn’t want to just move on and leave you to think that I had simply forgotten about Part II. Indeed, the existence of Part I is itself a curiosity. Many of you know that I find it particularly obnoxious when someone writes a journal entry that contains only quoted material. There is a tendency to quote song lyrics, for instance, that ‘just so completely resonate.’ I can’t stand that. If I wanted to read a song lyric I would go to lyrics.com or some other such place. I came to your site to see what you have to say. In my constant struggle to avoid hypocrisy I do my best to act as I preach. The only reason that I withheld commentary from Interlude – Part I is that I wanted to be absolutely sure you read Klosterman’s article. It wouldn’t do at all for you to skip his words and go directly to mine. With that in mind I offered his words as Part I and then offered my words in Parts II and III. Of course, that hasn’t exactly worked out. I’m sorry.
All right, so now you know the truth. And that’s great for me because now I can move on to something far more exciting and less melodramatic. I’m not quite sure what that exciting ‘something’ is just yet, but you can rest assured that it will not entail a self-involved exploration of the meaning of life and its relationship with the ever looming shadow of death. So that’s good…