"Something is happening here, but you don't know what it is, do you, Mr. Jones?"
- Bob Dylan
In these uncertain times, isn't it reassuring to know that some things will always stay the same? Take lunatic bloggers as an example of things that never change; and as an example of lunatic bloggers, take Scuttlebutt.
No matter how confused you are by the complexity of events, you can always depend on the clarity of Verbal Graffiti's penetrating analysis to discombobulate your understanding into a jumble of perplexity. In this age of doubt, you can be certain that RAN_OUT_OF_NAMES really is every atomic iota as confused by this world as he appears to be. Yes, while you can't decide if other bloggers are on the verge of insanity or at the epicenter of it, you know for certain that Scuttlebutt is the epicenter.
As an investigative reporter, he is a simpleton, confounded by events beyond his understanding. Yet there is bravery - even a touch of greatness - in his stumblebum perseverance to uncover the hidden truth. He is the little guy against the system, who strives to see justice done irrespective of the personal consequences. On another level, he is the tragi-comic figure of the vainglorious emos: pitifully inept, and hopelessly unaware of his fundamental flaws. On yet another level, he is the blogger who never gets bored offering his rump as a portable boot-buffer to all and sundry in Blogdom. Oh, so many levels...
And - you know what? - he even has a mental illness named after him.
Buttroidal Syndrome
We will briefly examine the group of symptoms that collectively characterize this psychological disorder in future commentary.
Verbal here.
Someone made me aware that I was being confused with another person "Verbal_Graffiti"
So I checked Google out...
I'm obviously not scuttlebutt or a writer.
fail.