It's well established: I blog on Christmas. Haven't you noticed? I blog every day, every day for almost three years. I'm up long before anyone else, and it would be my normal thing to go outside in the dark to bring in the New York Times and to sit here at the dining table reading it for an hour or two. Naturally, blogging ensues.
Unfortunately, I suspended delivery of the Times because I was planning to leave town -- I was going to drive across the country crosswise, instead of my usual lengthwise -- but then I made a different plan, and I forgot to restart delivery. I didn't realize the desperately Timesless situation I'd set myself up for until the first day came with no delivery and I went to the website to complain about it and saw I had that suspension. Despite the speed of the web, there's still a lag time restarting, so I can't get the paper back until the 27th. It throws off my whole momentum.
Yes, I know they have a website. Why not read it on line? Obviously, I read all sorts of other things on line, and I go to the NYT website to get the links for the articles I write about. So why is there any problem at all? Why not use this lapse as an opportunity to wean myself from the paper paper? No! Some things are permanent! Something must have substance and solidity. I need a real newspaper to see what's happening. And spare me the attacks on the NYT. There is no alternative. I said a "real newspaper." Nothing else that I can get delivered here has the equivalent substance.
Nevertheless, this little lesson in Timeslessness is teaching me something. It's showing me the different path I take into blogging if I don't have the paper Times to anchor me. I'd be more about my own little observations. I'd be writing way more posts like this one and this one.
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