On Beginning

There’s a phrase I like. One that justifies the armchair nature of our evolving society. An admission, a token of humility, that keeps things a discussion rather than an argument.

I’m not an expert.

I have never thought of myself an interesting, famous, or educated enough person to justify a blog. I have nothing yet to contribute to the internet, the blogosphere, but myself. There are an abundance of intelligent bloggers with valuable things to say already writing. And I, I have a bag of excuses waiting to justify my silence. Until, obviously, recently.

Early this month I happened upon an article made popular in Digg. An article on the nature of introversion and extroversion. This has been a topic close to my heart for some time, so I read it.

This article. This author. This faucet of wank, has no expertise. Hunter Nuttall, the author, is not a righteous, gleaming soothsayer descending upon wretched masses hungry for his truth. He is armchair. In the best of times. At all other times he is writing a self-help blog, dangerously ignorant of his own delusions.

I will digress on why, specifically, I now hate him. Suffice to say, I have read his blog and am disappointed that the cosmos have not struck him down where he stands. This means, however, that my anti-blog policy has been challenged. My excuses have been stripped. Hunter Nuttall is the internet’s worst case scenario, and I can do no worse. I may as well start a blog.

So here is my voice. I will, in this place, practice my writing and add to the world’s running commentary. I don’t expect my voice to get very far, which I’m fine with. I’m having fun with the aesthetic of it all.