“Who the heck do you think you are, mister?!”
— virtual townsperson
Well, this blogging seems as though it will continue and although I don’t seem to blog in the daily news mode, I appreciate the efforts of those who do. My Island Notes blog is more of the e-zine type — where I just sort of post something when a critical mass of self-interest compels me to do so.
Anyway, it amounts to an arbitrary posting schedule but I figure readers would be put off by excess blog-filler-fluff. Well… ‘cept for my mom. She sort of told me to give that edu-rant-thing a rest — maybe lighten up a bit, you know?
Still, I do find faults in the status quo of our society and the older I get, the more I observe that we might just want to step up to the plate and offer our own take on some of this stuff — couldn’t be much worse than what the other douche bags come up with: probably better. Not to sound corny, but in that sense, the ability to blog — perhaps articulate a useful idea stemming from one’s unique experience — is a gift that sort of obligates us to do it.
I’d be remiss if I didn’t add that our highest challenge is to get the ideas, recordings, etc. off of the blog and somehow enhance our non-computing lives in our community. I suppose that’s where my attempts at unmasking technology’s darker side come from.
While in one sense gadgetry is mesmerizing and amazingly powerful, it can also be very addictive, deadening, and manipulative of our essential living humanity. (Read: The Gadget Lover : Narcissus as Narcosis by Marshall McLuhan sometime.) Not to go too metaphysical, but these things strike me as conflicting forces that must be reconciled — balanced — for optimal health.
Add to this, writing and editing is just fun. I say fun; I should maybe say, challenging work — low-paying for sure (actually pay to work, but good work). Putting it all together is like some puzzle or lump of clay that you just want to tweak one more time — for meaning’s sake. You can’t buy that at any price.
I’ve recently realized that my fellow bloggers tend to write a little bio-thingy, so…
I live in the upper Puna district on the island of Hawai’i where I homestead. My “professional” (i.e. paying) work has been, and is currently, teaching English as a Second Language. I’ve lived in Japan for six years — sort of get by all right in Japanese — I quite like (most) things Japanese. Nonetheless, I also enjoy the western ways. My story is one of growing up in northern Minnesota — living and working from Miami to California — and points in between — moving to Hilo on a whim some twenty years ago — digging in at this very end of this western frontier, smashing ingrained Christianity headlong into Buddhism (and the rest of the eastern frontier). It’s the kind of ride that this experiment called America has maybe facilitated — for good or for bad.
So fluff? Ya, it’s a little fluffy. But I think I’ve come to understand why we include the bio-thing.