A new day has dawned.
I know that statement is cliche and overused, but every morning it happens again … a brand new day. And on this particular day, I’ve started my own Web-Log.
This actually comes as a surprise to me, as, while I’ve posted responses to many blogs, I’ve never seen the necessity of starting my own. That is, until my collegue advised me that I should start a blog for my employer, and I wound up creating one of my own. A forum, if you will, for the many words of wisdom I’ve gathered, and a few words of ignorance, I’m certain, to be displayed for all of the world to see. In the words of an ancient “tagline” from the pre-Internet days of dial-up bulletin boards and WWIVnet, “Open mouth, insert foot … echo internationally.” Well, in this case, there is no echo … you’ll hear it all directly from ol’ SASS himself. Unless you read some quote out there on somebody else’s blog.
I have alot of quotes. Some of them are downright funny. Take, for instance, the immortal words of one Samuel Clements. You might know him better as the legendary Mark Twain. Back in his day, they weren’t all complaining about how stupid the President’s foreign policy was. Nope. Their scapegoat was Congress. For instance, Twain once said, “There is no distinctly American criminal class. Except Congress.” Of course, in his day, many of them were in the pockets of major corporations and trade groups (read: monopolies) like US Steel and Standard Oil. (Any correlations to Haliburton here?)
Also, few lawmakers in the 1800s had the education we now take for granted. We once even had an illiterate president! Said Twain: “Let’s say you were an idiot, and lets say you were a member of Congress … but I repeat myself….” And then there’s Bush. So … we have us in 2007, and we have Twain in 1887. Has anything really changed? Why, YES! NOW we can blog about it internationally! In his day, Twain had to wait for his comments to appear in the Saturday Evening Post (Anyone remember that one? My grandmother had a subscription….)
And, so I blog. You will learn my politics (I consider myself a cultural Anarchist with a touch of Avant-Garde), my professional life (I do computer stuff … duh), and my inner self (there’s something deeply religious in there, if I can sift through the insanity to find it … you have to be a little mad these days to see the world objectively). I am SASS. I am THE Sass. Observer. Corresponder. Correlator. And I blog.
SASS has Spoken.