Believe me, starting up this blog was by no means at the top of my to-do list. Coming off of a five-year hiatus from the Internet (which you can read about in my first post to this blog) I was extremely reluctant to do so (and did it all by accident actually, but that’s another story). That being said, I do write by hand (which later gets transferred to a computer – at a library, since I don’t own a computer). My (shelved for now) manuscript, also written by hand, then got typed out on a typewriter, then eventually transferred to a computer. I do edits on top of print outs, not on the computer. RE of the Doomstead Diner had to twist my arm for a month or two to get me to do the one and only podcast I’ve ever done. Curmudgeonly I am.
So yes, I do work with a carbon-intensive medium, although as simply as I can I believe. That being said, being involved with the written word rather than moving images I am now involved in a form of communication that is very simple and which can exist without high-tech, something film and television can’t claim. As you can read in part 3, I did try following in Wendell Berry’s footsteps and writing only under sunlight, but I’m such a slow and shoddy writer that I had to give that up. What can you do? Like much nowadays, unless you want to restrict yourself to communicating solely with your neighbours (as I mentioned) one is resigned to participating in this madness (“original sin, round two”). And no, I’m certainly not going to be a pushover and keep my mouth shut while sheepishly hilling beans. Dream on.
And apologies if I confusingly gave the impression that that’s a picture of me. I thought it was obvious enough that the guy (Avi Lewis) is the same as the guy in two previous images (one in which he’s wearing the exact same t-shirt). I’ll add in a few words to make that more clear. Not to lump in Lewis in the “ethical narcissist” cadre, I might add.