Reposted from Drafts on October 30, 2019
It would be incredibly arrogant of me to suggest that through this blog–this non-marketed, constantly down and unreliable blog–I have some sort of influence. I know that with things like my post, Christy Clark is a Lizard Person, I make bold endorsements and act as if people read it and care what I think. I’ve always found the role of influence interesting, and I want to talk about it a little here.
Pushing the arrogant notion that what I say matters aside, what responsibility does someone in my position have? I write whatever I want and publish it on the internet. Since we live in an era with an unprecedented amount of nonsense, of fake news and alternative facts, what’s my role in all of it?
I don’t write fake news, except for sometimes when I write things that I feel are obviously sarcastic. I don’t like to joke too close to the truth because I feel like that can be misleading. But I also don’t write news!
I don’t know.
What I’m trying to say here is that I think about what I write, as much as it may not seem so. I know that I don’t have authority, or even a sense of credibility. But I don’t need it yet. My dream for the blog is to one day talk about real things in a real way, and we’re slowing pushing towards that reality. At that point it’ll be important for these words to have weight. Anyone who read the first iterations of the blog, way back when I was writing as Esmeraldo and Mac Shekoda, can probably see that the tone has shifted significantly already. There’s still a ways to go.
For now, I’m going to continue to call out politicians for being lizard people. And I think I’ll keep writing about the things I struggle with on a day to day basis as well.
This probably reads as a sort of conversation with myself. Here’s the summary:
Responsibility, authority and credibility. And what do I owe you, the person reading these words?
For the future, there are a lot of things I want to bring into the blog. I’ll try to keep posting every day (I know I missed yesterday, and I’ll keep missing days here and there, that’s just the way things are) and I want to talk more. I’d like to talk about mental health, keeping in mind that I’m not an expert. Along that line, I’ll talk about addiction as well.
I’m a white guy, but I’d like to talk about racism and discrimination. I’d also like to talk about feminism.
I want to talk about work! Not my job, but work in general. Unions, exploitation, economics, and that kind of thing.
I’ll talk about movies, television, books, magazines.
I might talk about renting a place in Vancouver.
I’d like to travel, and if I manage to get out of the city I’ll talk about that.
Like right now, for instance, it sounds like my landlord (who lives upstairs) is building something. She’s quiet old, but she’s making a lot of noise. It sounds kind of like she’s hammering something. I won’t speculate.
The point is, we’re kicking it into gear. I think.