I begin with a comment on one of the posts from some days ago.
…I am getting the feeling that these lastest comments and walls being raised by many friends of yours is taking its toll. Funny how you like to tear down walls, and unexpectedly (at least for me) many walls seem to be being built. Maybe I am wrong though, it just feels like that. I remember once you wrote sometime or other about Art Devany is going to be left behind if he does not …keep up? (Something like that you wrote) I think many of the pillar bloggers may be feeling the same. I don’t know shit about Jack Kruse. I like his free thinking. I just started looking at his blog since your post. It is exciting. I am reading his comment section with much interest. It reminds me of this “Paleo/Primal” thing back in 2009. It was exciting as hell then. Now….not as much. My only point in sending you this is to say hang in there. You are one of the good ones.
My reply, in comments:
My advantage is that I already blogged almost every day a full 4 years before I uttered a word about paleo. So I guess I’m a blogger who’s paleo, not a paleo blogger. Laf. Thanks for making me come up with that.
They will all go the wayside before me, though I might take my retreats now and then.
And that’s the goddamn truth. I’m a blogger first, paleo second, and I guess I finally came up with probably the one single thing that sets me apart from…pretty much everyone else in the paleosphere in terms of those who blog Paleo predominately or exclusively. At least, I’m not aware of anyone else but me who’s been pumping out an average of a post per weekday since 2003.
paleo hasn’t jumped the shark or anything, in my view. But perhaps blogging about it has, to a degree. I mean, how many times can one come up with different ways of writing that the cholesterol con is a con, the saturated fat con is a con, the vegetarian and vegan con is a con, et al and et al?
But, dammit, I love blogging and I love blogging more than I love paleo. I guess…it’s possible that I could be a fat blogger or an average body comp blogger, but I’d still be a blogger.
So? What? Well, I guess it means that rather than blog about only paleo stuff most of the time, with wider spaces between posts, I’m just going to have to go to some hybrid of Depesche Mode, with fashion being paleo…and do it faster than once or twice per week.
The truth is, I really don’t like limitations and it’s been a long while that I’ve been growing a resentment about being a “paleo blogger,” such that when I do indulge myself in writing of other things that interest me, and that might happen to rub a few the wrong way who otherwise like the blog, I get the pushback in various ways. …As though I have some duty or obligation to blog for the audience rather than just blog, getting whatever audience I deserve for it.
So fuck that. I’m ignoring it from here out. I’ve blogged long enough, and 3,000 posts and I can blog about what the hell I want to blog about; and if you ask me, widening the topical matter will only be to the good. And since the blog is highly visited, it might actually bring smart people into the fray…because we want all the morons to Go vegan!
Ha, and we’re in an erection year. That’s when even women get hard-ons for who’s going to be their next ruler. I always loved erection years. I mean, back in 2007, it was easy to write a post entitled Fuck Obama and His Stupid Bitch. Now, not so much. And what a target rich environment to have Newt Gingrich in the race, that loathsome fucktard who, when Bill “that lying bastard” Clinton sent him to the back of Air Force Bus One and he wined about being dissed, should have just retired and spared us from any further shenanigans and outbursts forever. I’m sure he’d make a fine middle school history teacher. Peter Principle got pwned, there. And holy shit. I’ve missed the whole opportunity to make fun of Rick “smegma-santorum” Santorum. He’s outta there, before I even got the chance. Romney? Oh, I did deal with him last time in a few posts, but my favorite was entitled Moronism (get it?). I also dealt with Democrats as liars, and Republicans as frauds in pretty long posts, but my archive does not seem to be super well indexed by Goolge back in 2004 and I don’t want to go page by page. Instead, I’ll just say that to all you hand clappers, Ron Paul and his son should go seek honest work, like they used to do.
So there, I think that covers all sides of all isles and “independents” and “libertarians” too. I have no use for anyone who seeks rulership. Ever. Good intentions mean fuck-all to me. So fuck Ron Paul, too. I’d absolutely hire him as my personal physician, though.
…So to sum it up fuck all of that shit: wall to wall, floor to ceiling….voluminously.
So there you have it.