How blogging saps the vital juices:
It renders the word even more evanescent than journalism; yoked, as bloggers are, to the unending cycle of news and the need to post four or five times a day, five days a week, 50 weeks of the year, blogging is the closest literary culture has come to instant obsolescence. No Modern Library edition of the great polemicists of the blogosphere to yellow on the shelf; nothing but a virtual tomb for a billion posts—a choric song of the word-weary bloggers, forlorn mariners forever posting on the slumberless seas of news.
Alas, poor choric.
On a related note, Mozilla is sapping my blogging juices by refusing to bookmark a page when I select “Bookmark This Page”, which means that I keep bookmarking pages, then realising half an hour later that the page wasn’t bookmarked. Not sure why or when this started. Still, I probably shouldn’t be yoking myself to all this unending evanescence anyway.