Musings —03.14.2012 06:58 AM—
Five million. That’s how many visitors we’ve had to this puny web site – not “blog,” dammit! – since it was revamped in 2008. My elflords tell me that is 1,500 days, which is 3,333 visitors a day, which is the square root of no one gives a rat’s ass.
When it got started, back in 2000 or so, it had the production values of a Fourteenth Century woodcut, and the word “blog,” blessedly, had yet to enter the vernacular. Since then, I’ve resisted doing what a lot of others have done, like putting up a “donate” button, or cramming it full of advertising. I’ve also reversed myself on a couple of things, the most significant of which is comments. At the start, I didn’t allow ’em, because (a) I get sued for my own stupidity quite enough, thank you very much, and I don’t need to get sued for your stupidity, too and (b) moderation software sucked back then. Now that I can moderate quick ‘n’ easy – in church! in the bath! on the campaign trail! – I am proud to be able to provide a home to the woodland creature named Gordus Tulkus.
Why do people read the damn thing? Beats me. Mostly, I think, because it’s free. People like free stuff, as the newspaper industry has been discovering the hard way, and my modest Internet portal is without cost. It’s not profound or intelligent, mind you, but it’s free.
What sayeth you, O Five Million? Why in the name of all that is holy and unholy do you bother to come here? Why, why, why?
Fill my inbox, as it were, with your love. Tell me why you like it so very much. I’ve had a Man Cold™ for days and I’ve been perfectly miserable. Make me feel better.
You, too, Gord. The way my elflords figure, you account for about 92 per cent of that five million.