Pissing in the Wind

I've had a little break from blogging. I came to realise that writing a blog was somewhat akin to taking a leak from a hilltop on a windy day. With enough piss, and plenty of wind you might just hit someone else. But don't expect them to be pleased!

I used to write Lobster Blogster. The writing was mine, but almost all the images were pinched from elsewhere on the internet. It was chaotic and off-beat, a bit like my own personality. Finally I lost the keys. It wasn't a great loss: I needed a break.

I came across a line in Bob Piper's blog about a "Tory Dipper". I thought it would make a great name for a blogger, so I adopted it for a while. The principal objection came from my wife, who had previously been quite happy to be The Future Mrs Lobster, now found her sobriquet would be Mrs Dipper. It would have to go.

Along the way I decided to join the Sunlight Cops. I was so pleased to have joined that I indulged in a little bit of late night spamming and upset poor Tim Ireland. He didn't seem to enjoy the picture of Beaker I had chosen, nor my motto that I wanted to "put the fun back into Conservatism, just like Norman Tebbit in the eighties", and he complained. I was throw out, and discovered that Tim is a dreadful bore. Well it's all a good learning experience, anyway.

If you delve into Wikipedia you will find that Pogsurf has been labelled as a sock-puppet and a vandal only account. Just for the record, Jimmy Wales edits his own profile on Wikipedia, and made his money from Bomis, a pornographic search engine.

So just at the moment when technology allows you to have a bit of fun, invent yourself a new profile, and write your own history, along come a group of thrusting nerds who want to label you a sock, a troll, or whatever. Hey, identity nerds, get over it!

Personally I have always tried to avoid indulging in name calling, abuse, and even impoliteness. But it seems quite easy to collect abusive labels from others around the net. On the Reviews gadget of this blog there are three examples, and one rather creepy person who "knows who you are". In my book however, sneakiness, sarcasm, rudeness and other such methods are perfectly acceptable for exposing pompous twits and their silly ideas. So if you are a sock-puppet, a troller, a pain in the neck or even an awkward git, please find a very warm welcome to my new blog.

If on the other hand you are a bit precious, a bit smart, or god-forbid, a Tory, beware! I'm coming to get you!!!