BONA FIDE BLOGGER WITH VERIFIABLE TRUE STORY

The idea of a bona fide blogger doesn’t come from O Brother Where Art Thou.

They say bona fide, just not blogger.

Lately I’ve been working with the words verify and verifiable in terms of truth and bona fide fits right in.

So does the word trust. You know the word trust? 

It’s like the truth, but more immediate, like trusting someone will hold the ladder for you.

And if you’re thinking about climbing on a tall ladder after the age of sixty, talk to your wife since she’ll be the one changing your sheets after you fall off the ladder, break a few bones, and spill the urinal you just peed in because you’ve become bedridden.

If that doesn’t sound appealing to you, stay off that ladder; if it does sound appealing, you won’t fit with a bona fide blogger.

I write about things I know about, things I want to know more about, and both happen in the course of writing a blog post.

Continuing education is for everyone, even know-it-alls.

Especially for know it alls since they are the people with so much to say with so little verifiable truth.

 

If I hear something odd, unusual, or suspicious, I take a look.

I’m not a social media voyeur doom scrolling to be the first to say, “Guess who died today?”

Instead, I’m the opposite. I doom scroll to find out who died so I can listen for the first person to bring it up.

Luckily, I hear something odd, read something unusual, and I’m automatically suspicious.

People who move from one dramatic expression of outrage over an event, to the next event with equal dramatic outrage, are not bona fide.

They are part of the Industrial Outrage Complex, or in simple terms, jerks and jackasses desperate for clicks.

The truth will not set them free because they don’t embrace the truth; their truth is based on ratings and likes.

 

Industrial Outrage Complex

Does anyone feel cheated when they go to the zoo and it’s not an art museum?

When you go to a movie and there are no wild animals in the lobby?

Do you feel like you’ve been taken when you listen to your favorite candidate’s campaign stump speech and you can’t figure out what they have planned to make your life better?

What to do? Blame the network broadcasting the speech? No.

Blame the speech writers? Some.

Blame the candidate for sounding like the same warped weird dipshit they were in their last speech, their last appearance, and most of their life?

How about self blaming for not taking the candidate into full consideration like you would a home inspector for your next house?

If some man can’t tell his ass from his elbow you won’t believe the results he discovers in his inspection.

If a politician spends an hour talking about how they feel neglected, ignored, and cheated out of their just deserts, you’ve got ask why.

Why are you spending time listening to a whiner go on and on when you’ve got your own problems to work on without going on and on?

They weren’t robbed of an election, are not the rightful president, and they did cause an insurrection.

They are not the man ladies find irresistible, not the man other men who are big and strong with tears in their eyes pray to, not the man a bona fide blogger yearns to emulate.

 

What Makes A Bona Fide Blogger

 

It’s important to keep your head on straight, unlike St. Denis.

Try and avoid talking points in favor of original content.

Repeating talking points clicks in peoples’ head and they repeat what they’ve read and associated it with you.

If you specialize in shit-talk, count on someone you’d never expect to repeat it.

They may even cite you as a source. I get requests all the time asking for permission to quote me.

I quote people without asking because I write supporting material, not teardown material.

For that I get thanks, and it’s pretty sweet to hear.

 

The truth is like a string of pelicans flying across the face of Haystack Rock in Cannon Beach.

You see them pass by and it doesn’t matter until they form a beautiful image in front of a famous backdrop.

Some people see something else.

They see eagles, swans, peacocks, anything but pelicans because they’ve got to say something whether it makes sense or not.

A bona fide blogger takes bird stuff a little further.

 

People with sharp vision for what’s not there have had their day.

 

In more than 60 court cases, judges appointed by Republicans as well as Democrats found no evidence of widespread fraud in the 2020 election. 

Writing for a three-judge panel of a federal appeals court, Stephanos Bibas, a Trump appointee, refused to block Biden from being certified as the winner of Pennsylvania’s electoral votes:

“Calling an election unfair does not make it so. Charges require specific allegations and then proof. We have neither here.” 

 

That’s some bona fide writing right there: “We have neither.”

I get that it’s hard to apologize, hard to say ‘I was wrong,’ but you still need to say it when called for.

If some annoying shit needs an apology, do it.

I did. I apologized for taking things further than they needed to go. (Hey Barry)

Try and not overstep what you understand as boundaries.

They are there for a reason.

And if you do overstep, apologize.

Then you know you’re on way to being bona fide.