Is writing dead?

Okay, back off cantankerous-scholarly-types, I don't mean all writing, just bear with me.

Bored? Sorry, that was rhetorical as the answer is manifest in the fact that you are reading this. Anyway, I have made a discovery. And yes, it is up there with Columbus's escapades, dynamite and why banana's taste like they do (if that constitutes as a discovery or if it has been discovered is neither here nor there, however). 

Cue the metaphorical drum-roll... people don't "blog" (as in a form of writing that is unstructured, embellished and grammatically fucked) but "photoblog." Okay, I concede that it's not as groundbreaking as the discovery of the Deinocheirus dinosaur. Quick aside: Its name means "terrible hand."

Alas, I digress.

To be germane, I ran a quick pseud0-experiment lacking any scientific credence whatsoever. And, you can do it too. Zoom your mouse pointer/tip/arrow/flying animal to the top left corner of this webpage and click -- NOTE: Click button only after finishing this noteworthy quasi-article -- "Next Blog." Keep on clicking until you reach a "creative outlet" where someone has removed the "blog toolbar" and you can no longer click.

Like myself, you will discover, hopefully, that the vast majority of other "creative outlets" in this technological scrapbook (a.ka. the blogosphere) are simply collections of self-absorbed photographs. But really, is this so much of a big suprise anymore?  We are so clearly a culture of the self-absorbed, -aggrandizing, -praising, -promoting, -loving. We are just too lazy or busy taking pictures of ourselves to write about ourselves taking pictures of ourselves.

For a kick start into our culture over-saturated with "MY"space, MY Facebook (pretty sure that's how it's properly spelled) and "i"-pod, -tunes, -phone, -google, -umbrella's.... you should check out this "Photoblog": http://nyetowl.blogspot.com/

Happy self-aggrandizing... and don't worry, I'm right behind you, especially with the corresponding self-loathing and all.