Years ago I used to write letters home though likely not as often as I should have . It was a slow and tedious process explaining what I’d been up to in my life using long hand cursive and when finished I’d have to find a stamp … and then a mailbox to drop it in . Weeks or even months would then pass before being delighted by a response. Apart from occasional bad news the response was always pleasant as the sender had time to sit and think before putting pen to paper.
Now we have the internet and email , and texts and Twitter and the the response is immediate with no need of thought at all it seems . I like being able to communicate a thought when I have it and so am not criticizing the internet and do use it a great deal . Like right now .
I no longer write letters home to family or friends … I email or use this blog as a source of communications . I write to entertain myself with the slim hope it might entertain someone else and anyone who writes anything always hopes it might touch someone else.
I guess what I write does touch some people because I now get hate emails .
Who’d have ever thought ? The latest being one that asked in part ….
” Why do you write such drivel ? ”
Well as good a question as that might be I wanted to immediately jump into the “whattaboutism” attitude and ask those particular people ….
” Why do you read it ? ”
But I know why … there is the hope that I might write something that will piss them off so they might then send me yet again… another email . So I offer the advice that those people stop wasting their time and just head on back to the all day news marathon which will only piss them off far more than I can …
P.S. in answer to the question of why do I write such drivel …..
it’s all I know how to write , keep reading
