I think I offend a lot of people..

I realized the other day that nobody reads my blogs any more. Not like I'm going to go into the corner, crawl into the fetal position, suck my thumb and hold on to my teddy bear, but it'd be nice to know that something I say seems to make sense. Maybe not.

Thinking about this, I've come up with plenty of reasons....

Maybe people don't understand what Neoprufrok stands for - or decisions and revisions?
Maybe people think that blogs should be used purely for kissing ass - not calling people out?
Maybe I'm too arrogant in my blogs?
Maybe I come off as trying too hard - so my humor is as forced as constipation?

I dont' know, I've mulled over this for about 35 seconds today. Cause as much as I like blogging - I'm not going to lose sleep over it if no one reads it.

But I think the biggest thing is that I've offended many people.

Some may find my humor too crass, crude, derisive, or painful.
Some may be Republican.
Some may think that blogs are supposed be flowery and full of personal anecdotes of fulfillment? Bleh.
Some may think that I'm self-serving and self-applauding by way of disrespecting others? (yes, somebody told me this the other day)

I think the reason is, though, that the truth hurts. And the truth (if you can call it that - its really my perception) is offensive. Its even more offensive if you see it in the mirror - because you never saw it before. Kinda like when you get acclimated to your own stink (after a number 2) and when somebody tells you how toxic it is - you're offended you could be that way.

I mean no harm. I'm as harmless as a bag of fruit snacks. That doesn't mean, however, that I can't say whats on my mind. You see, I probably would normally tell people what I think of them - but its hard to. I don't want to do it in front of other people - nor would I like to do it the first time I meet them. Its smacks of phoniness - but hey, I do think that cordiality means something, even in this mannerless age of the internet.

So the solution is to discuss them in my blog - without mentioning names. In fact, I tend to be general - as the inspiration for a scathing blog usually is not one person - its many. So if a person sees themself in my blog - I apologize, but it wasn't and isn't directed toward them... necessarily. I would love to talk to people and then call them out in person - but that's just not possible most of the time.

If you do see yourself in my blog there's two reasons. For one, I'm totally off my rocker - which happens a lot. I pull stuff outta nowhere all the time - but thats' the price I pay for being an imaginative retard. Many times - I'm wrong - and if I am, I'd love to hear people tell me.

The other reason? Well, the other reason you may see yourself in my blog is because you actually are the person I talk about. You may have not thought about it before, or you may have thougth about it but noone really confirmed it. And when you suddenly hear it from left field (cause I'm WAAAAAY out in left field most of the time), it catches your eye. I hope so. I hope it makes you think and challenge yourself and me to prove that I'm wrong.

It all sounds awfully arrogant actually. One man blogging about the maladies of the world, claiming that what he says is the truth. And in a sense, it is. But blogging is an act of arrogance - it assumes that you have an audience and the audience actually wants to listen. And, more importantly, its also very real - its me unfiltered and concentrated, not bound by social norms.

So when I yell, FUCKERS BITCHES HOES, yeah its not my tourette's, its my blogging voice - not bound by social norms.