I bellyflopped on a karaoke song last night on this blog. I said ‘FtB is dead’. I did it to show people that there is no secret cabal here. I can suck at singing, I can make mistakes, and I can criticize my fellow bloggers. I didn’t warn them, and they probably didn’t even read it. Which is probably good because I didn’t even mean it.
The perception that there is some FtB-wide policy, or talking points memo dictating our blogs is false. FtB is great. Seriously, there aren’t any meetings. There’s a backchannel and it’s full of jokes, arguments, questions, and debates. I don’t even read it anymore, because it’s too interesting for my ADD- I get sucked in and don’t accomplish anything. There is no status quo, and there is no shortage of disagreement. It’s a 40-way conversation – pure chaos.
Recently, some people have accidentally pigeonholed us all, despite the verifiable niche-based community you find here. I’m in the ‘foxhole atheist’ niche. Perhaps you want feminism, or racial diversity. Science? Philosophy? Sexuality? Poetry? Drunken chef? We’ve got it all. Often these niches overlap, but at least as often they don’t overlap. Within those niches, you still find disagreement.
It’s true that cliques form and it can be easy to allow agency over-detection kick in. I assure you that the cliques you see here were already established before FtB started. That’s just how it works. It’s not a conspiracy.
I make mistakes here, and I try to correct them. I try to learn from them. Last night I sang for the first time. I was terrible, my message was too cryptic, and I have no rhythm. That’s okay, because that song was just some guy having fun with his wife. And that song was just one of my mistakes. Stick around, I’ll make some more.
Other bloggers here may not look at it the same way that I do. I’m sure they have their reasons. I’m sure they make mistakes. We are not robots, and mistakes make us human. They are Free to have their thoughts and write them in their blogs.
FtB is dead. Long live FtB.