Last night
I won an award, a very prestigious award voted for by at least three people in
my church (who also happened to be the originators of said award) for The Most
Controversial Blogger of the Year (I think this pertains to members of our
congregation, not the worldwide web, per
se). The nominees were a list of three
of the other four people in our church that have blogs. As it happens, ironically, the only paid
writer in our church, who is the fourth blogger with a very good blog actually,
never received a mention. (Ouch.) But that’s just the way life is. See, my blog is so controversial and the
cookie crumbled very agreeably in these reputable, non-disputed proceedings
which aren't fixed at all.
Look, in
all honesty I have no idea why it’s thought of as controversial, as such. Perhaps they were thinking conventional,
conversational, contradictory, or confusing?
But then I thought about it and I verily, almost certainly believe controversial
is an apt, if not genius, description.
You see, there are many, many reasons to merit this saying; many, many reasons
indeed. I mean there could be at least
one reason, I think. If you look
carefully, and apply your mind, and consider cautiously, you may find some merit
for debate, which of course is the disputed conundrum at hand, the question of
questionability, or controversy, as such.
Case in point, just look at the way I start my sentences, even paragraphs, with But and
And. Who can argue with that, I ask in
all objectiveness? The answer is of
course everyone. I mean it’s recreational
recklessness in the form of grammatical outrage. And for what?
I feel whenever someone asks the question, “for what?”, the answer
should be For The Joy Set Before Us. Like
for what shall we endure such literary lethargy? But that’s just it friends! Don’t you see it? My writing has produced much controversy on
the subject of whether this really is a good blog or not, or even good writing,
thinking, being...? Why is this blog
even here?
And that’s
the beauty of it. My blog inspires considerable
debate in the minds of people who are confused, as am I, about all these here
valid questions. People are questioning
my grammar, my thoughts, my ideas, my sentence construction, the purpose of the
point, the point of the purpose, and all this questioning makes them question
their own lives. Not only do they argue
with one another (I like to think in vicious office fights where colleagues
secretly empty each other’s’ staplers and hide the paperclips and other such
corporate malice), but, more gratifyingly, they argue with themselves;
implosions. Who can stand such undefined,
questionable, breaks-all-the-rules, unsupervised writing?
It’s an inner struggle of the soul; love of reading vs momentary
interlude due to boredom at the office.
In conclusion,
I think we can all agree that the judges were merely pointing out the obvious
by recognising me as the
Most Controversial Blogger of the Year, causing the most severe controversies in
the soul of every reader who so happen to stumble upon this work of debatable
genius.
You’re
welcome.
1 comment:
The other day (in my secret blog), I used an idiom but it was also a cliche.... and I have a major dislike for cliches so i just added the word idiom in between the cliche.... so 'they' would know that I know and it would no longer be cliche. YOU HAVE COMPETITION!
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