Op-Eds & Cheap Comments.
Personal letters, confessions of a marathon list-subscriber, and whatever I felt like getting off my chest – imaginary columns from the eve of the millennium …
Who needs a blog, when you can build your own web site?
Human beings have become obsessed with documenting their feelings, and then leaving them lying around where others can find them. Exhibitionism takes on a new twist in the digital age; you give anyone and everyone permission to peer in your window, and you not only entertain them willfully, you give them all a little souvenir to take away.
Admittedly, keeping a public journal is a cheap form of therapy, and a sure-fire deterrent for emotional blackmail. Really, if you’re willing to parade your demons around in front of the entire world, who can ever hold a secret over your head? Kind of empowering, in a way. Go ahead, read my diaries. I dare you.
Here’s what was going on in my head back then – quite possibly, some of it may still be the case:
My *Other* Girlfriend Is An Ex-Catholic How History Teaches Us To Imitate Ourselves The “‘Til Death Do Us” Part “Ain’t Talkin’ ‘Bout Love…” Revolution Grrrl Style Now? The Unbearable Politics Of Human Beings Playin’ The Game