Proof of Life: Dying to Blog
You and I know blogging is a job — and a genetic obsession — and now, thanks to The New York Times, everyone else knows blogging is killing us all.
You and I know blogging is a job — and a genetic obsession — and now, thanks to The New York Times, everyone else knows blogging is killing us all.
Michael Arrington of TechCrunch was undeservedly spat upon in Munich. After tossing a loogie Arrington’s way, the Raging Spitter fittingly disappeared into the crowd.
Peter Case is your classic Bluesman. He has sorrow in his gut and yearning in his heart and he’s touched death and lived to sing about it all in — Wig! — his latest release.
Imagine the following scenario: you go to your kitchen to pour yourself a glass of water only to find that no water comes forth from the tap. Looking in the cabinet underneath the sink reveals a small computer display that reveals the following: you have reached your monthly quota of drinking water for the month and so you are no longer permitted to pour more water until the beginning of the following month.
I woke up on Tuesday, September 11, 2001 at approximately six-fifteen in the morning. I did not wish to be late to work. I wanted to work my four hours, study for my classes, and then later in the evening go home. A few minutes after nine, a news report showed up on CNN Asia that turned into one of the biggest tragedies in American history.
A month ago, sitting on the uptown train, the lights suddenly went out in Penn Station, followed by the emergency lights, and then the lights on the train. After a Dalek-like voice asked us to exit the building, I began to suspect a local blackout. It turned out to be a little bit more complicated than that – surely also suspect to a number of conspiracy theories, though I am inclined to doubt it was anything that serious.
In the Jewish religion the day of death is referred to as being more important than the day of birth. What has a person accomplished on the day of their birth other than being born? On the day a person dies we can look back and remember all of the things they have done in their life and commemorate it. The person’s death is then remembered every year on the date of their death which is referred to as the yartzeit. A candle is lit and an effort is made to remember the person through prayer and learning.
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