mrlich

In which Mr. L rambles about online journals - because yeah - he's that meta dood.

I have several journals. Some online and some offline. Yes, that is multiple online journals, and no - a couple of them are not for public consumption. Of the online variety, more than one is on a different service. Each one was set up at different times, and for different reasons (though I have long since forgotten what those reasons were).

It's that very thought though that has me pondering them now. Why did I originally set them up? Did I think that there was something that I would want to blog about that I would't want the world to read? That's easy - make it a private post on LJ and I'm done. No, I don't really think that's it. Is it some feature or function that I thought would be amazing?

If I'm honest about this, I would have to say no here too. I love Livejournal and all it's vast capabilities. What's more, it doesn't feel complicated, but not at the cost of features. I think that - as sad as this may be - I signed up for the other journals because they caught my eye. Something about the way that they marketed themselves worked. There's a little part of me that is very bothered by that concept. It's as though I see it like 'they won' when I buy into some company's marketing.

The crux to that is the fact that I then feel like I somehow 'lost'. I guess I see all advertizing and marketing like some kind of a ploy. *I suddenly just got a mental image: "It's a traaaaaap!"*

Anyway - it's as though I'm giving in to charlatans if I buy a product based on their advertizing. Yes I realize that's a load of bunk. It's the glory of the American system that "He with the Best Marketing Wins" (all other things being equal of course). I really do believe in a free economy and in the survival of the fitest in the business world. I think that it make you get strong or die. I actually kinda like that. So why does it feel like I've failed if I buy into a product because it's well marketed? Especially when it's a product I haven't been disappointed in?

Oh hell... time to stop thinking about this right this second. Bring on the weekend Muthafu&*er!