To Blog or Not to Blog?

Everything I thought I knew about blogs and their authors was wrong.

 

Until today my perception of bloggers was that of self indulgent, socially inept cyber lemmings who choose to function in a protected cyber world which ensures they were exempt from any meaningful interaction or discussion.

 

 I do not want to hear about what John Smith had for breakfast or that his commute into town this morning was painfully slow. To me, this seemed like a waste of words, space and my time.

 

However, after a day spent discussing the increasing importance of blogging in the evolving media arena, I reluctantly admitted that my views had to change.

 

Apparently not all bloggers are self obsessed internet addicts who genuinely believe that their mundane existence is so riveting that I will put time aside each day to scroll through their rants and blow by blow account of why the number 83 bus was three minutes late and how it ruined their whole day.

 

I am still somewhat sceptical but admit that I dismissed blogs too quickly. I have been assured that the level of narcissism that seeps from blogs  I have been unfortunate enough to read can successfully be diluted into something both valuable and thought provoking.

 

It would seem that  I have been looking in the wrong places. There are a large number of quasi-professional blogggers whose postings are insightful, challenging and often provide access to an opinion that I may not have previously considered. Surely this cannot be a bad thing.

 

There may be an occasional ‘bus timetable’ blogger or the blogger who writes a novel because somebody left the milk out overnight, but these poor souls are not the majority.

 

So, I am joining this revolution. I am to become a blogger. I will not mention the number 83 bus. I promise.