Deranged Pengwin Returns For 100
My favorite part of the internet is the possibility. Sure, everyone can access your nudes, and the NSA probably knows where exactly I’m seated while writing this but it still is a lot more fun than not having it.
The world I grew up in was still pre-internet, where putting your opinions out in the world involved lots of editorial checks and dues-paying.
That it is so easy for any jack-ass to spout #HSOs has probably been a bad thing for a lot of people. Any comment thread will show you that.
I’m sure you could add the freedom of internet press to the fallacy of composition examples. Maybe it isn’t so great for everyone to have such freedom. That said, I enjoy my freedom.
Blogging, and later podcasting, are my own little laboratory for personal thought experiments. At various times they have served as a journal-type-thing, an outlet for sports-rants, an alt-weekly, alt-radio, content mill generating ad revenue, excuse for chit chat, and parody site, among many others.
So it continues. The Deranged Pengwin Podcast is now at a point where it is something I care about. I want it to be good and entertaining. I want people to listen because I put effort in it.
With effort comes risk. It is much easier to half-ass the thing and dismiss the resulting apathy with a built-in excuse.
That said, part of what makes the podcast fun is the loose, unstructured format. After a long first-world-problem week it is always nice to sit around and vent. The genesis of the podcast was, after all, the bar talk that entertained some folks.
The podcast will return on Tuesday, after we sit around on Monday night and record episode 100. I hope you listen. Bastards.