Tell me please, once again, what exactly it is that makes these children evil. Objectively speaking, I think it is grossly unreasonable of us to expect that these children will do nothing during their short lives in response to these injustices.
If we want to continue to do nothing about the crimes committed against them, we should by the same token do nothing about the crimes that they commit. This is absurd, to be sure, but it is certainly less absurd than what we do currently: cultivate for only one group of people the humane compassion that is rightly deserved by all people.
generating page(s)...Look familiar?
I hate to complain (no, that's a big lie, I love to complain, so here goes...). I've been watching the above little graphic for an hour. And during that time I waxed reflective about the magic of push-button publishing. You see, Blogger has several (at least) major pieces behind the magic. For example, there is one piece which keeps a database with all my precious irreplaceable pearls of wisdom. This is where they go when I push the 'Post' button. There is another piece that takes those posts from the database and transfers them to my web-server, which was originally the most fascinating aspect of Blogger for me. It was cool to do something on a blogger web page, and have the results emerge on my website.
That's the gimick that got me hooked, and before long, I was assimilated into the blogger community. However, as I am wont to do from time to time, my affections eventually wandered; I began seeing Greymatter in furtive little trysts, and adolescent explorations. We met in the safe and hidden confines fo my webserver, ftp-ing the nights away. I revealed nothing to my faithful friend, blogger. But it didn't work out. Greymatter is one hot piece, (of software), but things got complicated, and I guess I wasn't in it for the long haul. The mysterious ones are the most attractive, but they require the greatest committment. I just wasn't at that place with gm. Except for just one more fling I had with gm, it has been blogger and me for the past two years.
It wasn't really one thing only that led to this. It never is. There's a malaise, a general lack of novelty, a challenge, passion, and payoff that is just not there anymore like there was when me and blogger began. It's not actually over yet. Though I no longer love blogger we are, you might say, still co-habitating. But I am seeing another program.
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MovableType, apart from having a cool name, isn't 'out there' as much as blogger; he stays home, on my server. He's more accessible than Greymatter. He does it for me. With blogger, depending on what interface I am using—editBlog page, the blogThis popup, or the API products, to name a few—there is at least two servers involved in that process apart from mine, more likely there is a chain of blogger servers, any of which can (and do) go down from time to time. And when a server goes down on me, it is nothing like when that happens in a human relationship. It does NOT make me happy. It really comes down to simple logic (don't we always say that when we are about to break someone's heart?). The fewer opportunities for failure between me and a published page, then the more likely I can publish when I want to.
If, or when, I finally do leave blogger, those will be my reasons. I will miss the tempermental servers; I have grown kinda fond of their antics. And I will miss the connection to the blogger community, though that will turn out to be, I think, less of a loss than I now anticipate. I won't be gone and neither will they, but still, moving-on is hard. And if there is any consistency to my fate, once it is over for good I will realize like a hundred times before that I was nuts to leave, and that it was the best thing I ever had.