30 Dec 2010

Welcome to koolblog

Like most things we do at this time of year, those of us who have been oppositionalist by instinct for the better part of four decades will scoff at the illogicality of new year's resolutions.

Just as we ask 'why should  the birthday celebrations for a man who may well have had considerable personal charisma and a nice line in aphorisms but was definitely not the result of a virgin birth be the only point in the year at which we eat turkey?',  we'll construct an equally materialist analysis of the relationship between the Gregorian calendar  and the size of our beer bellies and make cynical asides about those who'll turn up at the municipal baths on Sunday with new mirror goggles, do 4 lengths of splashy front crawl and disappear for the rest of the year.

And then we'll make a resolution. Or ten.

One of mine is to stop talking so much rubbish. And instead write some of it down. Hence koolblog.

If it's anything like what goes on in my head, it will embrace a lot of politics; rants about hypocrisy, cant and injustice. There will be stuff about music, things I've heard and witnessed and felt. There will be thoughts about things I've read in books and papers and online. As the true highs and lows in life are experienced primarily through football, that's bound also to figure prominently. And then there are the completely random observations and obessions that float in and out of one's mind when you're working, or driving, or running or walking in the greatest city on earth.  

I read so much moronic junk online , and am astonished on a daily basis that so many people are arrogant enough to think that anyone might wish to know the contents of their shopping list, their thoughts on football matches they didn't attend, or precisely how many terms of abuse they can't spell properly. And of course, I am now in the process of producing what will inevitably form part of someone else's moronic junk heap. But I'm not on Facebook, I don't talk nearly as much bollocks in nearly as many pubs as I once did, and the Independent still won't give me a Saturday column.

Hence koolblog.