A Moment for Reflection

Daily original content is hard.

I used to work for a small daily newspaper, and the editor-in-chief, whose managerial skills were only faintly detectable through induction, wrote the editorial personally every day. I doubt he would have trusted anyone else's judgment.

Sometimes he wrote them at the last minute, and one day he was sitting around trying to figure out what to write about and he mused to the office, "What am I mad about today?"

That's actually a fine way to generate content. However, bitching for a living damages your soul. It's self-induced, professional waterboarding.

So I resist the urge to troll news sites for outrage choruses to join, or fish up a further-refined opinion on the economic problems we done got ourselfs into in the U.S., or to engage in protracted curmudgeonliness. It would fill column inches, but it would not fill me, or dear reader, you.

Besides, lately it comes down to this: Greed is bad. Wean yourself from it.

I know, I'm robbing myself of valuable content distilling truths so pure. But perhaps removing anger and admonitions from the menu will allow me to experiment with subtler drafts.

It might also lead to more skipped days during BlogaDay, but my resolve is firm! Forward!