I love this dictionary definition of disclaimer: “a statement that denies something, especially responsibility”Â. Since I consider myself a person of solid character who actively accepts the responsibilities I’m given, this should be a hoot!
So, what am I denying responsibility for, today? In a nutshell, I’m going to be honest here… and admit that I’m not going to be totally honest here.
See, I really want to write stuff on this blog & share it with the internet, to reach an audience on my own turf & not on social media.
But if there’s ONE thing I’ve learned about the internet, it’s that it really can’t be trusted. Captchas, bots, spammail, f-AI-ke imagery, security protocol whatsits, or just good old-fashioned poorly-researched opinions presented as facts… for somewhat-savvy cynical readers like myself, there’s a baked-in suspicion: anything read online can’t be trusted as the real deal.
(And that’s as it should be: critical thinking in the digital age! ALWAYS be skeptical with what you read online! Trust only after checking many sources!)
I guess I’m assuming that if I want to fit in here, sharing my thought-pancakes on the internet griddle, I should probably season my servings with a small sprinkle of bogus-sauce. Things like “every fifth statement is facetious!” (Including that one.)
It’s all a bit of a performance, anyway. I’m writing here as a creative person, so don’t go looking for sincere takeaways; judge me instead on my efforts to entertain! Of course, you’ll notice I’ve left no option to comment, so I’m blissfully unaware when I fail. But as the internet told me this morning, “if anything caught your attention, that’s a win.”
So! If I occasionally mention my loves of duck herding, scrimshaw or taxidermy — yup, it’s all true, isn’t that great? Just don’t send me any books on the subject; I probably have them all.
Thanks for your eyeballs folks, and come on back!