Chuck A. Stetson

Chuck A. Stetson
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OCTOBER 25, 2012 11:08AM

Ode to Bloggers Departed

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Is this goodbye
to pages filled with thought, emotion 
friendly banter back and forth
a final sun setting on the avatars and ads
hundreds of thousands of views ebbing —
 
goodbye to the blogger's dream
their keyboard's clicked symphony
no more
so many wonderful writers departed?
 
the truth is, I'm lost without their words 
 

 

                 
 
 

 

 


 

 

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one hour to format after Word copy & paste. c'mon man!
Well, I imagine that lots of errors happened. What did you expect?

(It took me nearly ten minutes just to post this cynical little quip, by the way...)
MMM ~ you are back!!!!!!!!!!!!

You could've been writing about how folks felt about you when you left for a while ~ "the truth is, I'm lost without their words"

so glad to read you again my friend. I'm not around as much as I used to be, so PM me when you write things like this "their keyboard's clicked symphony

no more"
I just wonder, if they ever do decide to shut this site down: will they have the decency to inform us ahead of time, or will we all just log on one day and find this site has gone black?
If it's any consolation, friend, (always good to find your content here!) I've experienced fewer and fewer error messages int he past 24-36 hours than I had early this week. Some of us are experiencing very few such messages. They claim Chrome makes the difference. (?)
Hope you'll still be around for next Tuesday's special shindig over at my spot.Wouldn't be the same without ya!
R
This is the first time in days (many) that OS will let me sign in. I did the copy and paste thing last time I could log in, fearing the worst. I miss the place terribly, even though I haven't done much writing. It's always great to see a familiar face, even if at a funeral. Hugs!
Enjoying your return, certainly, Chuck, but..
Ye gods man ! I would rather think we are an inefficiently run supermodern cruise ship than the darn Titanic. Perhaps you listened to old dylan’s Titanic song , from ‘tempest’?
~
I miss a lot of people too.
Many of them made me the lunatic I am today, and for that I thank them.
You actually were one of them. Cept you aint gone anymore.
You are being ironic here, writing so powerfully about our demise
Whilst …returning!
~
Oh yes I remember the halcyon days.
“their keyboard's clicked symphony” indeed.
And sympathy. And empathy.
It still happens, though!
I must stand up and contradict you.
The errors are almost preternaturally predetermined to happen, is my paranoid take on it. No doubt it is due to my deep study of the Judeo Christian religions, where 1) the Master got whipped, smacked around, betrayed, and hung on a telephone pole and 2) my deep study of my own idiotically tragic comedic life, where all the good stuff was to be feared, thanks to Mom, cuz as she said, “the good die young” and “nothing good lasts”.

~

Art james still seems to have some access.
If a computer idiotsavant like him is still here, then maybe there is hope.
~
Then again, as the marquis de sade said,
“...there is a sum of evil equal to the sum of good, the continuing equilibrium of the world requires that there be as many good people as wicked people...”

And I am not even sure if I believe in ‘wickedness’. Just…inefficiency, blindness, spiritual impoverishment.
the true master of manchester
james m emmerling
there's your father in you

ah the wisconsin flower
as political curmudgeonry looms
i ponder what has been in your land

yet i'm afraid there will be no notice
no thank you
only this

decked out
tripped out, chromed
not so poor to do

if past the errors
the pained hands
and love of friend

art james where are you?
so yesterday I had the bug and I blogged.
so then....in order to partake of this rats nest of creativity, I find I've had to do nothing else because it's taking me a long time to get my pearls of wisdom active.

I don't know why this is. I think beth might have had something in what she said yesterday, but I don't know. I can't point a finger but it's pissing me off to no end because I don't have this kind of time and after I do spend too much time here, I don't come back because I know there's no getting in and out. no hit and run. it's like you have to friggin invest in salon blogging for a few days in order to say your piece. shit.

I'll time this comment.
about a minute for it to post.
a minute
ten minutes
for many a lifetime
soon gone
unleash the flying monkeys
and be done with the end
Wonderful picture and words so true.
As an English Professor, I can say with certainty that your poem sucks.
gee david, i'll pass on your comment to my publisher
if you'll share it with the many identities
you share with yourself
So many gone, alas. I'd like to go back and look at their avatars and remember their names and reread their posts ... but (#%$)(* OS seems to have disabled the "view all" function.

Anyway, Chuck, it's always good to see you in whatever venue.
Took me 5 minutes to rate and then I had to watch the place spin.. NOt good for my BP.

HUGGGGGGGGGgg
A little bit like faulty dial up.
But their posts full of purpose will live long in your verses. R

(Or they will go to WordPress, Blogger, Tumblr)
it's a shame, isn't it? where we all used to be in one place, taking writing and commenting both seriously and hilariously? now we have to know where people have gone and go clicking around to find them one by one. a few, like you, are in two places (at once? : ) - and wherever it is, i'm glad to find mean mr. mustard. like your words and that beautiful photo. xo
Ah, don't worry, I'm bac...~connection lost~

;D
Stellaa

Ablonde

Fingerlakes Wanderer

Will Someone Feed The Cat

Zyskander Jaimot ( d.)

Here are the details of the original error:

... lost without their words ... not dark yet

but it's gettin' there.
Kim mentioned a few: Cyril, DiBi, Nana, Antoinette, Scarlett, Monkey,Mom, Surley, FreakyTroll, FemeForte, Janie, meanmrmustard, Duanneart,Unbreakable, Divorcebard. Scupper, Pilgrim, Boanges, Mikel, Grif, AIM, Shaz, VerbalRemedy, Outsidemyself, cyril, julie, anna1, lorianne, trig, Art, JamesEm, Diannie, SusanCreamerJoy, spotted mind, OwlSaysWho, Sparking, guCkDexterHaven,Smithery, FrankIndianna, Dr.SteveBlevins, AmandaGulledge, MichaelReidRubenstein, skeletwmn,

G
HarrietWhy, AlexisJames, CarolineHagood, EdenSimone,YarnOver, SharonKay, GaryJustis, RenattaLaundry,
wakingupslowly,(god what poetry), jlynn, jdsmith, OESheepdog, fireeyes, gwendolynglover, SharonMitchell, RalphTingey, Gwool, DrSpudman44, charliemk, spottedmind,
I still get a few error messages,but I am using chrome.That might make the difference.It used to be really bad,but has improved and since Jmac 's last remark on the subject,we are back to normal.
It's early at where I live,so no disturbance.
Your wires in the US are overloaded because of the upcoming election.Iff you happen to be a "night owl",try to take advantage of the quiet hours.
I love your poem.
r~
there was a recent flame out, where someone mentioned the old and ignored (of course me included) and I had to laugh, in the times, we were the few, hey it was a golden time.
HellsBells, LeoneDelamore, ConnieMack, trilogy, mypsyche, sophieh, HarveyGardner, RodEmmons, SimondeD, CatherineForsythe,FayePaxton, Hugsme, VariantFox, PatrickDaniels,
consonant&vowels, PatrickDaniels... hello hello I miss you all
exactly! where are u art james!?
stop tryin to 'glam' the , uh, amish gals.
farmer's daughters is his thing.
also alexis james.
who is quite alive and well
cept per her ridiculous circumstances,
has a computer fulla cat hair, dear gal.
~
the goddamned errors strike me in the heart.
as though: well, dummy, it is an error to make a comment
on a loving friend's blog.
to this i say blah.
Of all I have missed, the one I miss most is Vanessa ...
Whenever storm winds blow near Puerto Rico, I try at least to let her know I think of her ... but ... think of her I do ... so often ...
I miss her words ... all of them ... of her own ... to us all ...
I miss them ... all of them ...

and Bard ... and
Stellaa ... oh ... I so miss her ...
and ...
Ablonde ... though sometimes I go back to words she left her ...
and ... Missing K8 ... when I first came her words so spoke to me ...
hers were the first words I went back and read from the start to see where they would lead me ...
and Cartouche ... how she led us ... as she looked back upon ... so much of life ...
So many here ... still here ... here, adding, in this piece ...
so much wisdom ... so much here ... when ... we ... can be here ...

so much ... is still ... here ... fighting ... hoping ... here ...
this really hits home for me... I died in May and when I came back.... I realized.... how meaningless a lot of things are...and to hold on to the things that truely have that love of life and happiness.... Thanks for sharing your talent. Michelle
Gads. Good Grief. I smear some Mustard on my keyboard and Pray For Those Who Faithfully Departed. I Vowed to Depart and No Let any Nasty Folk Annoy.
I stay for Good Reads.
I Race to my ` VAMC.
I No See Mortician.
No Be Undertaker.
No Crash a ` PU.
Stay To Groan.
Moan Like Cow.
Then Go Heehaw.
`
Seriously. Maybe?
I Learn Grammar.
We Be Civil Folks.
`
I am Late to VAMC.
I No DEPART YET.
If we Prey we snake.
I Hope a `Lard take.
I Made Celery Soup.
Later
I Hope I No wrecks.
Gads. Good Grief. I smear some Mustard on my keyboard and Pray For Those Who Faithfully Departed. I Vowed to Depart and No Let any Nasty Folk Annoy.
I stay for Good Reads.
I Race to my ` VAMC.
I No See Mortician.
No Be Undertaker.
No Crash a ` PU.
Stay To Groan.
Moan Like Cow.
Then Go Heehaw.
`
Seriously. Maybe?
I Learn Grammar.
We Be Civil Folks.
`
I am Late to VAMC.
I No DEPART YET.
If we Prey we snake.
I Hope a `Lard take.
I Made Celery Soup.
Later
I Hope I No wrecks.
PS
Body gets a Soul.
It gets Yanked Too.
Soul Come Back!
Gads. Good Grief. I smear some Mustard on my keyboard and Pray For Those Who Faithfully Departed. I Vowed to Depart and No Let any Nasty Folk Annoy.
I stay for Good Reads.
I Race to my ` VAMC.
I No See Mortician.
No Be Undertaker.
No Crash a ` PU.
Stay To Groan.
Moan Like Cow.
Then Go Heehaw.
`
Seriously. Maybe?
I Learn Grammar.
We Be Civil Folks.
`
I am Late to VAMC.
I No DEPART YET.
If we Prey we snake.
I Hope a `Lard take.
I Made Celery Soup.
Later
I Hope I No wrecks.
PS
Body gets a Soul.
It gets Yanked Too.
Soul Come Back!
`
I say Amen Too.
Thanks For Truth.
We No Kick Bucket.
`
3 X's Try` Gin! No!
Gads. Good Grief. I smear some Mustard on my keyboard and Pray For Those Who Faithfully Departed. I Vowed to Depart and No Let any Nasty Folk Annoy.
I stay for Good Reads.
I Race to my ` VAMC.
I No See Mortician.
No Be Undertaker.
No Crash a ` PU.
Stay To Groan.
Moan Like Cow.
Then Go Heehaw.
`
Seriously. Maybe?
I Learn Grammar.
We Be Civil Folks.
`
I am Late to VAMC.
I No DEPART YET.
If we Prey we snake.
I Hope a `Lard take.
I Made Celery Soup.
Later
I Hope I No wrecks.
PS
Body gets a Soul.
It gets Yanked Too.
Soul Come Back!
`
I say Amen Too.
Thanks For Truth.
We No Kick Bucket.
`
3 X's Try` Gin! No!
`
I Love Michelle. Aye!
Ty Four Times. Yikes!