Wednesday, May 03, 2006
I am going to tell you a secret that is true of all bloggers (well, most of them). We want an audience. Shocking, I know. At first this audience is imagined but then we get smart and install a site meter to monitor the traffic. And while a good number of registered hits are from our own visits, we pretend that every hit is a huge fan. We want our opinions to count, our writing to astound, and our intellect to amaze. All we ask in return is some feedback now and then…is that so hard?
Before I go into full tilt today, let me give a pass to those of you that have actually taken a moment to say hi or offer a fresh perspective. I am definitely getting more feedback than in the beginning but something bothers me. My site meter shows me who comes here (to some extent), when they come, how long they stay, and how many pages they read. There are tons of you that read and read faithfully (thanks for that). But commentary lacks a bit and I am left to think horrible thoughts about myself…none of which could possibly be true.
Here are some suggested comments you can make:
You are perhaps the best writer I have ever read on the net. Your material is so compelling that it takes several visits to soak it all in. If only my intellect matched yours, I might be able to cure Cancer.
Today’s post truly moved me. I am in such a tearful state right now that the computer screen is blurry from trying to see through the gushing. I wish there were more thoughtful and provacative thinkers out there like you. It would make this world a wonderful place to live in.
Wassup Dog? Yo, I be chillin on the net today and blam, I found your bumpin site. It be da bomb man and I juss wanted to holler atcha and give props. Keep it real homes.
Now you may be wondering about negative commentary and my stance on that. Well, while I do have the power to ‘Publish’ or ‘Not Publish’ your comments, I make it pretty standard practice to allow any opinions that are expressed. The ONLY comment I kept from publishing mentioned something about bestiality the other day and I just didn’t get the joke. I must give fair warning though…comments that disagree with my positions, stances, and opinions are wrong. So if you want to run the risk of humiliating yourself by disagreeing with TheEdge, that is your prerogative. Most times, I won’t even have to comment back to you. The embarrassment of having something attached to you and published on my site when you are clearly wrong is likely punishment enough.
So Mr. Texas Instruments in Dallas, give me a howdy…
Mrs. Chicago, Illinois, give me the low down
Mr. Washington DC…how’s the Hill?
Ms. Viginia Beach…how is the weather in them parts?
Magnolia, Texas…whatcha thinking?
House of Represenatives…wow, why are you reading my stuff? Am I in trouble with the government? Am I being monitored for suspicious activities? I know nothing, I swear.
Speaking of government, someone else has a .gov address but lives in Illinois. Is that a satellite branch of the CIA? How did you find me? Crap, my cover is blown. Code Delta!!!
Once I come out of hiding, I am going to check to see if you commented. I better not have this continued lurker lack of respect or I will have to…um…um stop writing for a few days. Hah! That will teach you!
Posted by Jim at 11:45 AM