Having just realized that WITW has become an internet portal for people interested in seeing what the Duchess of Alba looked like when she was a young(er) woman*, I am called to action.
The blog isn’t, and never has been, a democratic instrument, nor is it even a means by which to connect with some kind of “audience” unless you mean by “audience” something akin to “passersby” or “people that stumbled into your dorm room late at night.” However, this time of year I have a little more space carved out for the big thinking, or the littlest thinking, and some of that can be devoted to addressing your burning questions of interest. Which is to ask:
Is there something you’d like me to write about?
I’ll delete all your dirty and mean suggestions, but you’re welcome to put suggestions of all types in the comments box. The truth is that I’m often surprised that you’re interested in my opinion at all, which suggests to me that you and I have a little miscommunication, so it probably makes sense to be as direct with one another as possible, as would be accomplished, for example, by a simple question and answer period.
Please don’t make me regret asking. As it is, this makes me a little sick to my stomach. On the other hand, maybe this is another episode of “No, no, I’m the assh*le” (a joke which only one person will understand, and she can’t even read WITW because of Yemeni censors)…and you’ve been waiting since 2003 for me to ask for your opinion on the issue.** If that’s you: I’m sorry. But you could have just said something.
Herewith…the comments section:
* I am leaving aside, for obvious reasons, the large number of you interested in “tight baggy jeans” and “beavers.” Shame on both groups.
** Technically, the blog was located at a different URL and had a different name in 2003, but it was the same thing in every other way.