Still using Internet Explorer, huh? Seriously, if you want to browse more safely and securely, if you want add-ons that integrate with your favorite sites, if you just want a better experience on the web all around, if you want to be rich, good-looking and sexy, try Firefox! - it's the dog's bollocks (which means 'really good', I hope)!

Emptybottle.org

He said with such broad and tentative swipes
why do you even bother


« Home is where the smog is.
"Son, he said..." »

Obfuscation

You know what pisses me off right at this particular moment? Using words to confuse the point, to play the goddamn shell game, to obfuscate rather than clarify.

There are a few around the neighbourhood who weave sky-piercing towers of words, intricately knitted and syntactically exciting, that leave me cold. I'm impressed by the erudition, by the verbal pyrotechics (and I used to blow sh-t up for a living, briefly, so I oughta know), but I learn nothing after reading what is said except how clever-clever the author of those words is.

If you can't make a window onto something for yourself or for someone else by what you write you're masturbating. My advice is that you do it in private, Big Shooter. Play with the language, sure, but keep your hands above the table.

So saith the wonderchicken.

(Edit : And if anyone should think this pronouncement has anything to do with the latest sh-tfight in MeTa, in the interests of practicing what I preach, I say clearly : it doesn't.)

About This Post

What is this? Why am I here? What does it mean? Where should I go now?

Well, this is a post to the personal website Emptybottle.org. It was posted by your genial host stavrosthewonderchicken on April 28, 2002, and is titled Obfuscation. It was published to the categories: Metablogging, and non compos mentis. In any of those places you might well find other similar things that will bring you Super Double Happiness.

Note: Super Double Happiness is not guaranteed. Void where prohibited by local regulation.

If you feel like it, why not join the personal publishing revolution and leave a comment

You can also subscribe to the comments feed for this post. Not sure why you'd want to, but I aim to please.

The previous entry on the site is Home is where the smog is., and the next one is "Son, he said...".

Enjoy your stay, and please indulge sensibly.

Search the site

Comments: You got fingers, right?
3 Comments |
  1. 1

    StOne said

    I studiously endeavor to eschew obsfuscation...

    April 28, 2002 10:20 PM

  2. 2

    Dr Weinerbutt said

    Words fail me.

    April 30, 2002 12:12 AM

  3. 3

    stavrosthewonderchicken said

    Anybody called Dr Weinerbutt is all right in my books, by jiminy!

    April 30, 2002 12:53 AM

Choose your poison: the 'bottle by category
Browse recent posts from 20000 feet

Metablogging

Emptybottle Version 4.0

Well, I've rolled out the new design to the front page (as you can see if you're not reading this in a feedreader). I'm pretty [read more...]

SNAFU

Well, I've upgraded to MT4, and it was relatively painless, once I paid attention to what I was doing. I've somehow lost a lot of [read more...]

Me|dia

First Paragraphs From Stories I'll Never Write Episode 1

They beat him hard hauling him out of St Paul's after he crapped in front of the High Altar, but he barely felt it through [read more...]

Wonderchicken 08

The exploratory committee has come back with a dog-choker of a bar bill, the Portobello market magic 8-ball has come up with a big och-aye, [read more...]

Thoughts That, If Not Deep, Are At Least Wide

LOLifornication

I've been downloading and cycloptically watching the new series Californication because a) I quite like David Duchovny b) he plays a hard-drinking writer c) the [read more...]

Armageddon Schadenfreude

When I was a teenager, I thought a lot about the end of the world. In particular, the rain of nukes that always seemed just [read more...]

Reminiscences

Armageddon Schadenfreude

When I was a teenager, I thought a lot about the end of the world. In particular, the rain of nukes that always seemed just [read more...]

I think of Dean Moriarty

...so in America when the sun goes down and I sit on the old broken-down river pier watching the long, long skies over New Jersey [read more...]

Recent comments » Say stuff!

Advertisement



Visit all the fine destinations in the Wonderchicken Industries™ Network