Right Turn, Clyde Thursday, March 25, 2004

I started reading blogs largely for politics. I didn't care about quotidian tidbits from anybody's life, no matter how interesting or how obsessively detailed. (The big exception being Robert Fripp's "pathologicly neurothic" online diary. Like the graffiti says, suck it and see!) Seeing friends' blogs, and some old hands like James Lileks, I've softened some, but mostly I look to online commentaries as a way to translate news, or even as a source of news I can't get elsewhere.

But I've stayed away from posting that kinda stuff myself, frankly out of terror about what people will think. Catholicism has been the proxy for it, I guess: Everybody knows I swing that way, so I can lay on the religious talk as thick as I want without offending. (Which is not say: without boring.) But that's got to change.

The other morning, I offended Mrs. WTJ with an offhand comment about la vida loca gripping Spain at the moment. I had no idea why she was offended, but as I kicked it around I realized what I said would only make sense if you'd read all the essays, articles and blogs I've been keeping up with for years. If I don't start coming clean, people (meaning "people close to me"; no global audience here) are free to fill in the blanks about what I think and where I'm coming from. And that ain't good.

So expect some spicy controversialisms at some point soon.

@ 10:45:00 AM,

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