I got thinking about blogging the other day….perhaps a little too hard. I was lucky enough to have grown up on a farm. Wide open spaces, fresh country air and those good old fashion friendly people you could waste hours with talking about the weather. It was a good life. I remember this old neighbour we had, he’d walk on in from the paddock bare-foot and rough as guts. He and my old man would talk for ages about just about anything. The weather, farm pests, the new way to kill the pests, news, politics but mostly they shared and enjoyed each other individual perspective on the world.
This may seem a little long winded but it struck me the other day while reading an argument about blogging at channel9 (Check it out here) that blogs are slowly replacing friendly social interacts with 1’s and 0’s. Why do we love blogging so much? What makes it so alluring? Why will we avoid the major news sites just to find 3 sentences from some unknown a million miles away? Or why read about the adventures of our neighbours on a screen when they are sometimes only metres away? To many I think blogging has replaced the ‘chat over the backyard fence’. When you think about it though, there is something more real, more personal invested in a blog that you don’t find elsewhere. It becomes the author’s unique perspective on life, the world as they see it and we love it. Blogging to me is reminiscent of a farmyard chat but in years to come will our social interaction be limited to an exchange of keystrokes? I hope when I’m old and grey some friendly folks pay me a visit and blogs the old fashion way over some coffee and scones(with jam and cream of course).Read more