Monday, June 02, 2008
Our very own Duck runs a poem by our very own Brit about blogging. Brit captures the self-tortured, obsessive absurdity of the enterprise. I'd add one further oddity - it makes me aware of how often I change one's mind. Years ago, Nige - not a scoffer by nature - scoffed at my fondness for the Whitman quote, 'Do I contradict myself? Very well then, I contradict myself, I am large, I contain multitudes.' (I wonder if he'd scoff now. I like Whitman more and more. Since our ancient friendship exists now almost entirely online, I'll just wait for him to respond.) I'm not sure about containing multitudes but I certainly contradict myself and blogging repeatedly draws this to my attention. Being moody and impressionable, self-contradiction comes naturally and, as usual, I feel it is important to defend this character flaw as a universal virtue. Self-contradiction is an entirely reasonable response to a word under-determined by generalisation. Opinions, as I have said before, are both over-rated and transitory; they also, I might add, lie behind much of the strife in the world. I regard opinions, mine included, as of great anthropological interest but of little ultimate value in themselves. Blogging has brought me to this meta-opinion (actually, I regard it as a fact) and so, in one limited sense, it has set me free. Now I just need to work on containing multitudes.
Posted by Bryan Appleyard at 10:23 am