...so I'll not bother trying now.
The Internet is a place where ephemerality is not only accepted, but expected and even celebrated. Barring a visit to your 'favourites' page, the best tweet you've ever seen will likely disappear from reachability and your memory within a month (and that's probably being generous). Trends, once ongoing for as long as years at a time, now fade into oblivion within weeks, being coldly ousted by the next viral hit. Again, this isn't something anyone finds troubling - not least me - and many people are glad at this speed of change - myself included (Harlem Shake is, was, and always will be stupid).
A frequent manifestation of the ephemeral web is the dead page. Head to LiveJournal, MySpace, Blogger, or Wordpress, and you will find many a webpage promising updates - soon! - but which have remained update free for a year or more. You check the most recent posts - nothing even suggests an end to things, let alone overtly states it. You read through the posts on the first page or two, and are in some cases titillated or informed or otherwise entertained by what you read, and feel that the shame of lack of updates would perhaps be lessened if the blog ended, rather than merely... stopping. But this is ok, because it's the Internet, and the Internet is a place where things don't really run a course, but pop up for while then... stop.
I think that things should die with dignity, including blogs. Including this one. Too long has Sam D Grover: Stuff What Done Popped Into My Head (formerly Tales of a SamfiSh) sat gathering dust in a dormant state, one that it won't break out of, to my mind. The blog is also a hindrance, to be honest - while this lies in its between-life-and-death existence, I feel that I can't do the online writing that I'd like to because, firstly, this blog is structured around and best suited to a me from two to three years ago, and so what I'm writing now doesn't quite fit. Secondly, I feel as though I can't start a new blog or what have you while this one is in the state that it is - a step beyond neglected, but not yet dead, the Internet ghost in the back of my blogging mind. I don't know what happens next, or if anything will, but, regardless: this blog has to die. Properly. Respectfully and with dignity.
I've ended this before. This one is for good, though.
Honest.
Sam D Grover dot blogspot dot co dot uk, I bid you farewell.
Thanks for reading.
Sam D Grover
Or rather, for old times' sake,
From,
a SamfiSh.
P.S. those 'posts I like' on the left are, some of them, halfway decent bits of writing from my teenaged self. The previous post, on victim blaming, is good too, I think. Check 'em out.
P.P.S. true to form, I'm posting this in the middle of the night when I should be sleeping and where no-one's gonna see it. Gotta keep being me, after all.
P.P.S. also true to form this has gone on far too long now, with an overmuch of addenda and overly-highfaluting word and style choices. Gotta keep being me, after all.
P.P.P.S. gotta keep being me.
