What text messaging has done to literacy is well documented (or maybe not) but while the cellular masses have dumbed themselves down to lives devoid of vowels, the Internet revolution continues apace. There is now a place called the "blogosphere", touted by its denizens as a Utopia of freedom of expression.
In my opinion, what they’ve really done is prove why freedom of expression was a really bad idea. In this country, a host of folk who never had a hope of getting published are now proving why not.
The local blogosphere is the domain of life-challenged grumblestiltskins and disenfranchised pundits whose asinine maunderings only show why they should never have had day jobs in the first place.
Rumour, innuendo, half-truths and damned lies are their stock- in-trade, and previously sacrosanct standards, principles and ethics are now laughable.
Are they not entitled to their opinion? Of course they are, as much as everyone else is entitled to ignore them. I would venture, however, that everyone has an opinion and a rectum, and not that many seem capable of telling one from the other.
But no, it’s all good. Let a hundred thousand million flowers bloom; let all voices be heard, in however fractured language, whether or not they have anything pertinent to communicate or any information worth more than spittle to offer.
The stupidity of the person who wrote this doesn't hide the ingenuity of this article in the eyes of the world. By writing this, the person revealed, bare naked the skin and color of his masters and their gripes and their fear.
Does this show that people are afraid of the blogger movements, collaborations that the powers that be think can topple them, where mass flow of information can crack open any crevice that these scums of the world seems to hide their tyranny and let it percolate hidden until the bloggers play their game and end their days. Maybe now we can understand what political blogging, and the freedom of speech is all about.