One of my older relatives once explained why he didn’t play poker. He’d done so when he was in the army but stopped as soon as he came out. His reason? He said, “I enjoyed it too much.”
He wisely recognized that it’s the things you really enjoy that can do you damage. There is no “hitting-myself-in-the-head-with-a-hammer anonymous” but there are 12-step and rehab programs for almost any conceivable overindulged pleasure . If you don’t discipline yourself, pleasurable activities create a dangerous feedback loop that can lead you down an implosive spiral.
I really like blogging and picking fights on the internet.
I will spend way too much time doing it. Okay, I probably shouldn’t compare my temptation to over-blog with people wrestling with more dangerous addictions but the fact remains I am always tempted to let blogging eat my time.
This January I found I really needed to focus like a laser on a couple of projects and I found that the only way to do so was to just not blog at all. Even a minor comment could lead to a cascade that consumed hours. It’s just as well I’m not an alcoholic because apparently I have so little self-discipline that it wouldn’t take more than sniffing a wine cork to cause me to end up in the gutter an hour later.
Also, I have over the last few years made it a point to go on a “news fast” in which I basically don’t pay attention to day-to-day news, especially politics. I even forbid my friends and family from discussing any news with me. It’s good to just tune out all the ranting and raving for a while and just stop and smell the flowers. I find doing so very emotionally reinvigorating. I usually take a break of a couple of weeks to a month every year but this year I started and just didn’t stop.
Finally, my spouse yesterday ordered me to start paying attention to the news because apparently we’re having some kind of election or what not and I’m expected to discuss it with the family. Since I can’t read the news without blogging about it, here I am thinking, “well one little nip won’t hurt.”
I would also like to say that it is a completely scurrilous accusation that I was drawn back to blogging by a chance reading of the phrase, “Pussy Riots.”
However, I do admit I can’t wait to find out what the heck that is all about. Being as I was completely unaware of the event and having zero context or background, reading a post title of, “The Pussy Riots Seen from Texas by an ROCOR Priest’s Wife” had to be one of my top ten internet WTF? moments.