Thoughts at the time
Paying attention to everyone else’s self-interest is in fact a precondition for one’s own ultimate well-being.
but…
There is something about the seductions of power that makes one lose sight of ethics and other people’s interests.
So much more to unpack here, but at very least, one should be able to appreciate the unceasing tension between the experience of wielding power and being an effective leader.
How uncanny. I’m glad I’m not alone in this journey of ramping up in writing.
I tried blogging from Standard Notes earlier this evening. It was a nice and satisfying experience to be able to whip up an entry just like any other note and simply hit Publish to Blog for it to be magically published to listed.standardnotes.org.
I ran into a little snag when my note disappeared from Standard Notes (might’ve accidentally deleted) and now there was no way to unpublish the note other than asking the admin to help unpublish.
What was so different about blogging from Standard Notes compared to writing here?
It occured to me upon arriving here that in on typical blog platform, I get to start with a clean writing slate that then later gets automatically integrated back into a stream of posts.
Notes works more like a wiki, so I’m having to contend with a bunch of unfinished writings. It’s just more mentally burdensome.
The Internet of 2018 is now actually an amalgamation of tens (hundreds?) thousands of internets each larger and more prolific than the one Internet that we had in 2006. This means the concept of an all-reaching big B blog is
This brings me to my attempt to define who I might be addressing in my writings.
Update 13 Mar: I’m putting this off in favour of simply focusing on writing for now
I used to blog. I used to blog with friends. We shared an MT3 instance. I was defacto webmaster. I’d write a blog, they’d read it; they’d write a blog, and I’d read it. We left comments on each other’s posts.
It was exciting.
We wrote for each other. We had our very own captive audience in each other. We were our social network.
In the last few years, writing, for me, has been a struggle. I’ve now come to realise that writing was a means to connect with an audience. When that audience dispersed, so did the writing.
I guess I could start looking for an audience to write to, or I could write to a pretend audience.
We’ll see.
Happy New Year.