If you are reading this blog, or writing me an e-mail and find it in yourself to (in writing) 'wonder' about a particular fact - something like, "I wonder what happened to Natalie Imbruglia", I promise to ridicule you.
You are USING the internet (to read this blog or write me an e-mail), and with a minute or so of searching you can find out just about any basic fact. Sure, complicated things might take longer, but those basic things are almost as easy as writing the question.
Let's leave our wondering to more nebulous things, things that are not so easily agreed upon.
Or feel my wrath.
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I wonder what he's talking about...
Let wondering not end. Please - the internet is not the answer to all our questions. We will grow dumb and wither if it is. The magic of wondering must be allowed to linger in our thoughts. There they are allowed to grow and evlove and change direction, leading the thinker to completely different thoughts of imaginative invention only allowed through the random popping in and out of thoughts and ideas. The internet enslaves us. Once we require an answer, we search, we find, we are sent back into captivity, our thoughts closed off before they were allowed to expand. As a mother rabbit continues to have baby rabbits, but one by one their young lives are cut short at the hands of an automobile, the mother's home never allowed to grow in all it infinite possibilities.
I urge you friends, try to cut down on finding out the answers via the internet - ask your friends and let them NOT jump on the internet. Let our wonderings go and grow. Let us be WRONG for Christ's sake. The internet cannot be the FINAL answer. It is as an addiction - try and cut back, like a bad habit.
There are things worth wondering about, and things NOT worth wondering about. I'm only advocating an elimination of the latter.
One could have romantic notions (in the 19th century novel sense of romance) about the whereabouts of Natalie Imbruglia (or you could have the other sort of romantic notions) but knowing actual facts may not get in the way of any fantasies you choose to have, other than perhaps finding out she was horribly disfigured in a freak domestic incident.
It's also really silly to be wrong about things on purpose. Plenty of opportunities to be wrong without trying.
Not to be wrong on purpose. Rather not fear to be wrong because you did not lookit up online - which quite honestly doesn't mean its right anyway.
Sure.
Just to be clear, I'm just talking about the small stuff.
How many square feet in an acre.
Not how many angels will fir on the end of a pin.
Right right. Acres of angels. Loads of 'em. Sweet, womanly, tight halos.
The definition of "legume"
The capitol of Deleware
Questions, remedial in nature, that have clear answers
I suspect that's the issue here.
I agree we should not, as MT states, put our faith in online wiki searches. As Stephen Colbert states, the majority creates fact there.
Acres of Angels would be an AWESOME country album title.
Stephen: absolutely - discrimination is the greater part of valor where online facts are concerned. As in life, make sure your sources are credible.
all is well then, in Blogginland.
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