Persuasion
Yesterday’s post was launched into the shimmering veil that is cyberspace never to be seen again. A dark interpretation might be that is a form of rejection, a cosmic intervention, an interlude to remind us all how fragile this tiny convention is. Or, it could’ve been a glitch. Mechanical breakdown. The Earl, an expert on these matters, wrote to say that frayed RSS feeds often lead to disaster. That’s why we use Lord Cornwallis Simple Syndication around here; our thoughts are shot out of a cannon.
Lots of visitors yesterday. Perhaps less is more. A hint of mystery may have attracted visitors who might otherwise have gone off in search of the Adrienne Barbeaux Archive. Most of the TV movies from the 80s are still around, cycling through syndication on those strange channels between ESPN and C-span. These epics could be launched into the abyss that swallowed my post. They may encounter one another in a separate dimension, form some sort of bond, and re-emerge all the better for it. Mutually improved. Let’s hope so.