Some say that time is the ultimate luxury. And simplicity is supposed to be the ultimate sophistication.
Time can’t really be a luxury though. A true luxury must be frivolous and wasteful – either wasteful of money or of resources.
Could it be that blogging is the ultimate luxury? Blogging certainly wastes a lot of time. And it is frivolous, or at least it doesn’t usually earn any money.
But we are social animals, and with a blog we can be sociable with the whole world. We can express our true feelings and thoughts, and let others respond with their own.
Or not. Because on a blog we don’t have to tell the truth. We can make stuff up. I can tell you that I am a sex god:
And that I live here:
And that I wrote this book:
And if I don’t like any of your comments, I can just delete them.
Because blogging is power, and on this blog, I am ruler. I decide what to talk about and how to say it. I can tell you my innermost thoughts and I can make true confessions. I can bore you with my political and religious opinions and I can go off on a didactic rant.
If you don’t like what I say, I don’t care, because I am the Blog Master! I am the Supreme Being of my Blogosphere! All power and knowledge is mine!
But if you do like what I say, then I will like you too. And I am humbled and awed each time someone clicks the like or follow button on my blog. So, perhaps blogging really is the ultimate luxury.
If you threatened to take away my blog or take away my chocolate, I would beg to keep my blog (and a tiny corner of chocolate too, please, please?)