The Eudemon is Back
In a world of driveling prose, is TDE like the dude who sets a cat on fire because he thinks the world needs more suffering?
I've been traveling more than a pervert with an unlimited flight pass to Epstein Island. My apologies for the dearth of blog posts. I hope to remedy it soon.
What's in stock?
It's hard to say, but Samuel Johnson's words remain TDE's slogan: “The only end of writing is to enable readers better to enjoy life or better to endure it.” Long-readers may remember that quote adorned the TDE masthead from its earliest days. The only thing that has changed: TDE is now dedicated to the "enjoy" part more, which it aims to accomplish through humor.
Sure, it hopes to edify as well, but solely through entertainment. If it ain't funny, it ain't worth reading, just like the purple deadnettle already infiltrating my garden is healthy to eat but it ain't edible (I'll use it to make fermented plant juice . . . more on that topic later, as soon as I figure out how to explain the process humorously).
While I ambled through Italy last week, one thought kept recurring: In a world of driveling prose, is TDE like the dude who sets a cat on fire because he thinks the world needs more suffering?
Readers have their plates piled high with creator-economy shit already. Do they need me to take a crap on them as well? TDE might have been refreshing back in 2008 when online readers only had Facebook updates from their friends ("Baking cookies!"), but now? That TDE refreshing drink from the garden hose quite possibly is just part of the brackish water that gets flushed from a fire hydrant in the spring.
No matter. I'll continue to plug away and try to make your stops here worth the click.
Addendum
This video captures what TDE is trying to avoid becoming. I plan to write more about this video later. It's perfect, even if it does come out of Norway.