Sunday, February 26, 2006

Now that we are toasty

I knew, as I do in my omniwisdom, that there were a lot a spotlight hogging individuals out there who have made little nests of verbatim in the various nooks provided by the world wide whine, I did not, in my loftiness, realise to what depths they would submerge their blackened souls to ensure readership.

All manner of trickery, crass incentives and pan handling are being proliferated on the pages created by these hucksters with the sole purpose of stoking (or stroking) their fragile egos, I find this a slight counter to the flagstaff of the blogger nation; Individualism and fearless self expression. These are forums run by Stephen Covey clones. Sell, sell sell.

To the disappointment of the lifeless parasites amongst you, I will not be engaging in these low brow commercialism pursuits to foster in myself the illusion that I am in somehow superior by rewarding the net pedestrian for ignoring the prose scribed upon these digital pages and reaching instead for the box of vitamin enriched freebies. I know I am good, I don't need your hits or comments, if you don't like it leave, the purveyors of the gratis are personae non grata.

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