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Friday, March 10, 2006

The banner is a real downer 

I believe that the current banner creates a powerful psychological disincentives for both posters and readers. The problem with the overt pessimism it exhibits is twofold.

(1) With a title like "RIP 2004-2006", it is only natural to ask "does posing on this blog make me a zombie?" The fear of being transformed into a zombie engenders very extreme behavior in people. For example, you may find yourself boarded up in an abandoned farm house, facing hard questions about race in the 60's as you struggle to survive. Who wants that? Apparently, it also keeps bloggers from doing their duty to blog. Come out of the shopping mall, people. All you gotta do is shoot 'em in the head. You won't become a zombie here.

(2) For the reader, the title calls to mind looking at either a corpse, or the grave of a dead toddler. Who wants to look at the bluish lips and worm-eaten eyes of a dead blog? Standing at the grave of a child puts you at high risk of being taught a valuable lesson about moving beyond the past, or reburying it in a magic Indian burial ground. Both are bad.

I want to make it clear that the blog is not dead, and it will not make you a zombie. The only thing crawling around in our eye sockets is love for you, the reader. The only reburying that will happen is how we will re-bury you every day with salient commentary and analysis of the things that effect our lives most, like disco duck.

The sun is rising on ustoo, if only we have the courage to see it.

-Miguel Sanchez  12:42 EST | |

About us:

This weblog is an ongoing, if periodic, effort by several friends to stay in touch, in reading material, and in ideas.

Lucky Luciano is a former Italian Stallion real estate hustler and Benedict Arnold CEO turned shady lawyer-to-be. He lives in Denver.

Ben is a Paramedic and would-be philantropist who lives in Denver. He knows everything about nothing.

Fuzzy Dunlop lives in Manhattan. He is more than capable of standing up to the stresses of a high crime urban environment.

Jess is a teacher. But have YOU given her an apple? No, you haven't. You should be ashamed of yourself. This crazy feminist currently rests her copy of Awakening in Jersey City.

Matt is a pariah, iconoclast, and professor of gambling living in Oakland.

Miguel Sanchez is not Lionel Hutz.

Daddy Brooklyn lives in Brooklyn. He hates Republicans, though he wouldn't mind being ensconced in the landed elite of New York City.

Paul just smoked my eyelids and punched my cigarette.

Ziggy Stardust has no past.

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