Since I saw stray posts about OS being a goner, I've felt ...lousy...er.
Then, of course, the post about how we are all hysteric sheep who stink.
Then, the stray comments or posts expressing disgust at all that is meta and even accusing the poster of the meta of unsavory manipulation.
Quietly, I argue with those folks . Oftentimes the desire to discuss one's immediate environment is based on genuine motivation. As I write this I don't fantasize about being on top of the feed or being picked for anything whatsostinkingever.
Reading that Salon is bound to go Kaput and deducing that this will be the end of Open Salon, is not an illogical leap. If Salon goes under so does this, and so it is.
I do my arguing in silence, cause my headspace can't afford any further controversy. Boy, do I make some salient points up in there!
Losing OS entirely seems kind of sickening to me. I want to express it somehow. And, I want to read others impressions. I rather read about that or write about that than Sandusky . So sue me.
But before you sue me please participate in my hysterical harpies open call: " What losing OS would mean to you."
Losing OS will suck for so many reasons. All the souls I've connected with in the ether... now not together? Where they and I gonna go? Oh no!
I get the concepts of illusoriness . I understand that much of OS is transitory and out of reach. I get that it's a random slew of humanity and that it does not amount to anything very concrete, most of the time.
But, some of it has amounted to real affection and real great moments. There has been love generated. Lots. Losing it is not akin to the death of a loved one but it is feels like palpable loss. Loss whose pain might lessen by expression, I say.
I've made real friends here, and I don't use the word "friend" without great pause.
Spirits that seemed forever in the toilet were lifted by so many of you here . You have lifted my spirits from out the toilet! When my faith in humanity was thrown down a well and left for dead, you hoisted it partways towards the well's mouth.
That is valuable stuff. I hope I returned that favor in any way, somewhere along the way.
It's seems uncool to say that for me it has been a lifesaver on occassion . It seems desperately uncool to go on and on about how much I'll miss it if it sinks. I'm not in the mood to be even more uncool just now, but I know many of you reading this will know that the gush would have been directed at them had I succumbed to impulse.
I have some mad love for this joint. I counted on sharing the good news that is bound to come ANY DAY NOW(helllooooo?) with so many here.
Scattered everywhere . OS: Spam poisoned, lousily managed, a dose of batshit for every gem. Gone?
Anyway, it's James's birthday, and musings of meta and non meta should be regarded without censure.
It's also good news Sunday.I'm guessing that the good news is that the site is still up and that none of us have had to blog about being a victim of flesh eating bacteria.
It is always embarrassing to say a dramatic goodbye when a goodbye was unwarranted. OMG, I hate that. Airplane flight cancelled and now the object of that grand goodbye is sitting with you in the airport bar.
Murphy's law now says that if we write dramatic goodbyes to OS, OS will last for eternity, just to make us look like fools. So, I hope you participate.
For birthday boy James:
For everybody else: Me waving hello or goodbye.