Todays Blogging: Born from Yesterdays Underground Newspapers
Read the real life story of the amusing transition from subversive underground newspaper writer to today’s blogger.
Passion and wisdom over time
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It’s been a dizzying three days! Finally, I felt close-to-ready-enough to jump in with both feet and join the chaotic swirling blogging community. My first port of call? Yahoo’s MyBlogLog. What a good choice that turned out to be!
How long have I been blogging? Blogging as most people know the definition? Three months is that answer.
Blogging as a more accurate historical definition: writing opinions, and, yes, long before computers I used to run my own subversive underground newspaper in high school. Just as now, back then I had a “thing” about any power group of authority using brainwashing to “teach” others about their culture, be it social, political or religious. Not much has changed on that stance over the years well into adulthood.
Mind control is mind rape
It’s one thing to believe that on an abstract level. It’s quite another to have it happen to you, up close and personal. You might as well have been raped, mind raped, that is. And since the American religious school I was enrolled in overseas in Asia back then was incredibly hypocritical about Christianity, well, leave it to a teenager to show them the error of their ways.
They crossed the line with me by psychologically breaking my nine-year-old sister. They hammered at her for over two years 24/7. It was a boarding school so they had access around the clock and they took full advantage. Of course, they broke her. It’s easy to mentally break a child.
By the time I found out what they were doing and read them the riot act in person all the way up to the highest chain of command it was too late as the damage was done. They were surprised I caught on and had the nerve to blast them. After that, all bets were off. It’s not smart to anger a teenage girl. Don’t mess with the Yin, people! When it’s out of balance make sure you run for cover. (I think I’ll add those last two lines as a personal quote on my quotes blog since it amuses me today…)
It was one thing to come at me as I was sixteen and mentally tough. When they realized they couldn’t break me they went after my sister. So, I went after them - publically. They must have needed my father’s money pretty bad because they never did expel me. I carefully examined their student handbook to make sure I was always in compliance.
Actually, I was quite good to them since I only ranted about truthful issues and deeds. Who needed to make up this stuff? They handed it to me on a silver platter.
Notice the cockroach in this photo
Yesterday's rabble rouser is today's blogger
What was even more amusing is that the school psychiatrist was my biggest cheerleader. Cool guy. His daughter was my best friend at the time. He knew I could do what he couldn’t: speak up. So, he provided the paper and the printing press. Fond memories. The school wasn’t too happy when they finally sniffed out that fact. There’s a cowardly snitch in every social group. That’s why they call it mind control.
Not to worry, like any self-respecting skittering cockroach (or today’s internet marketer) I found my way around and to another source for publication: the local American military base. The military parents were enthralled with my effort and turned into great supporters since they didn’t like how their kids were treated either.
Yes, the school officials had ticked me off that badly. Don’t mess with my little sister. She never did recover. They had succeeded in turning her against all of her family, trusting none. They ran that school like a scary religious cult. She died mysteriously three years after we left Asia at the young age of fifteen. No one ever knew the truth.
Emblazoned in stone over that American school entryway was the famous Biblical quote: “The Truth shall make you free.” I took that stellar quote as my cue to get busy and teach it to them. They obviously needed liberation from their arrogance that blinded their hard hearts. It was a real badge of honor to me that they re-wrote their student handbook not once, not twice but three times in the futile effort to contain me. “Do ya think?” I ought to add “rabble rouser” to my resume? Today, it’s called blogging.
Sadly, as their own children graduated from college in America, and, in returning to Asia to teach at that school, went way over the line of what I was doing. Basically, on a figurative level they came in like gang-busters and blew up the place. That school has never been the same – and to the good. They righted the ship.
Those college graduates were surprised and angry at me that I didn’t take a flame-thrower to the place. Getting out of that mind control culture exposed them to realizing what had happened to them their whole childhoods. They were furious to say the least. Finally, someone understood where I was coming from at the time. I believe, strongly, that people should be allowed their free will to choose, be it smart or stupid choices.
A word is a word is a powerful word - when spoken out loud
Thank you to my subscribers
Moving right along into the present day… To me, blogging today is just like then only you can reach thousands of people at a time. Pretty cool actually! So, thank you for your time in reading this post!
Since rambling is allowed in blogging (lucky me) I’ll do you a huge favor and circle back to the main focus. First off, let me thank those of you who have subscribed to my feed. Too bad feedburner doesn’t let a blogger know who you are exactly so I could thank you in a personal email, oh well. It would be nice if you all would contact me, especially if you are from MyBlogLog, so I can make sure I return the favor and subscribe to one or more of yours. One good deed deserves another, right!? (I can be terribly polite. Isn’t it annoying…?)
I really like Bloglines as my feed as I can take a look at a field like, say, poetry or healing or life coaching, and view what my fellow bloggers are talking about all at once since I subscribe to a lot of feeds in each category I’m watching. It’s so much fun because it is like walking into a crowded room and walking past dozens of interesting conversations to enjoy.
Blogging is a juggling act
If you are a new blogger like me, hike yourself on over to MyBlogLog as it is one happening place! The bloggers there are just jumping and hopping all over the place, stuffed full of personality and constant activity! I’ve found a lot of great blogs to link to that are perfect fits for my many blogs. I’ll probably re-blog some posts as so many I saw were worthy of that.
In only three days as I’m just starting out and discovering this place, I’ve been able to friend 108 contacts. The down side is that Yahoo only allows you to join 15 communities a day. A community is one blogging site of those contacts. Many bloggers are like me and run several blogs, so you have plenty of choices. It’s going to take some time for me to sift through all the communities to choose feeds and posts to blog. Life is just one big party, right?
Life really can be sweet when you pursue it!
Life is a group effort
And, for older folks, don’t be put off by some of what on the surface looks like soft porn photos. Go ahead and take a look at the site. Nine times out of ten you will find it is a benign blog about anything but what you thought it would be. Those kinds of photos just rev up the teenage boys to go take a look. Read that as it’s just a marketing tool. Granted, a rather crass tool but effective. Most times there are some really good blogs lurking behind a cheesy photo.
Yeah, I may not be twenty any more but there is still a lot of good game left in me. I’ll probably be keyboarding it inside my coffin when they bury me. As long as I have a wireless connection I’ll keep on broadcasting, even from the grave. Nothing can keep me down. Seriously, thanks for the read and come back.
If you are a poet, definitely let me know about you: The Social Poets blog. If you have a blog, then it is easy to link. If you are a poet who has just been writing on various sites, then think about hiking on over to HubPages.com and getting yourself an account. Why? Because you can house all your writes/poems/rants on that site AND retain your copyright! Works for me. You can check out my profile page and list of articles (they call them hubs) over there if you like - to give you a better feel for the place: Denny Lyon.
Will I always remain a non-conformist? Probably. If it ain’t honorable or courageous you won’t find me part of it. I’ll just walk away. Already a few other bloggers looked at my poetry blog and complained it wasn’t conformist. Well, duh!
Life is a group effort. There are too many wonderful people yet to meet, friend and enjoy working side by side for a greater good - like improving life for all of us.
Thanks for visiting!
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