a little song to myself

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Maybe I’ll post during the next week, maybe not—during the next couple of weeks; or maybe not. Anyway, I won’t be away for long. I won’t abandon you (though we may wish to move to a new place—
I’ll be clear).

You’ve probably not caught up with me anyway.

I'm meritocratic, not undemocratic.

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I have to tell you, I see the blogosphere as largely the new genre of idle chatter. I have no interest in the narcissism of “IMO” spiels, and I really don’t care to be widely read. (That bell curve in high school is humanity writ small, and I’ve always been in the tiny right percentile, which is not lonely [nor elitist!], but which, thank goodness, gives me more cherished solitude, of which I never have enough). I also don’t wish to spend my scarce free time writing things unrelated to my philosophical life
(which tends toward a monographic conception). Elitist? No.
But I’ll vote for meritocracy over populist sovereignty any day.

Prelude ended June 21

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I've derived the comprehensive comprehension I earlier said I sought—but I'm not going to represent it here. (What I earlier said was about the interest in such representation.) Yet, there is a definite topical structure of the evolving Web project that this blog will complement (or may track).

there you are

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Blogging is a free space for a philosophical writer to hide in plain view, “lost” in the massive crowd, suggestive of our metropolitan condition.

lovely planet

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We Earthlings have, make a lovely planet—which I mean lightly, polemically, and cosmically (poetically)—nesting the former
in the latter’s scale, our evolving.