I am delighted to see blogging has no generation

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I recently received a call from my mom asking me about blogging and it made me realize that the hip phenomena broadcasting over the Internet knows no boundaries. Blogging is not secular or generational and true to its nature it is essentially the ham radio of the 20th century. There is nothing short of being able to access a computer that should stop anyone from communication via a web blog. Mankind has this wonderful undeniable need to reach out and touch people, to voice thoughts and emotions. Fundamentally we all wish to be heard. Since the days we screamed our faces off to get another bowl of ice cream till the days we whisper our last words. Isn’t it just the greatest part of being human?

To my mother and father who taught me how to first scream, then speak and sometimes (although my husband would argue) listen. Speak well my fellow bloggers.

Comments

Jeff Schur said…
You are a wonderful person with a marvelous philosophy. Providing constant long distance tech support for the constantly decomposing generation has helped them stay on the leading edge of computers and communication.

Remember that theraputic redwine drinking also has no generation.
Quantity trumps quality as age trumps beauty.

Lots of Love,

Poppy
11:15 AM
Dave said…
A fine thing this blogging. I'm glad someone was able to figure out how this blog software works. I will fully admit to downloading it, and then being unable to figure out what to do. Probably a function of advanced age and the resultant mental deterioration.
12:38 PM
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