Something has happened to the Solipsist since his first posting just over a week ago: He has become opinionated.
Undoubtedly, his friends, family, and acquaintances would say it has been ever thus, but this is different. Round the clock, his mind whirls with. . . thoughts. Random thoughts. Clever thoughts. Banal thoughts. Each accompanied by a mental pilot fish, chewing around the edges, nibbling at the meaty center, taste-testing to see whether the thought is worth sharing. Maybe "worth" is the wrong word: Functional shareability, mere expressibility is the major criterion. That is, if a thought can be put into words, it will be.
For what else is a blogger to do? He has an obligation--to his followers if he has any, to himself if he does not. Entries must be made. A blogger (any writer) risks inertia if he lets up. Let's face it: NOT writing is certainly easier than writing. Especially if there's something good on TV.
So does blogging MAKE one an opinionated jerk, or does it merely release the inner-opinionated jerk in all of us? Nature abhors a vacuum. If there are unused bits and bytes, something must fill them. And every bit and byte left unfilled by the Solipsist is one more bit or byte that could be filled by the Dick Cheneys, the Bill O'Reillys, the Ann Coulters of the world.
Rise up, good people! Blog for freedom. Crowd out the reactionary enemies of creative thought. Censorship is inherently wrong. But it's not our fault if we use up all the paper before our antagonists get out their pens!