Unlike the rest of my family, I’m no stranger to the world of operating a website and writing a blog. I think I created my first website back in the late 90’s—the time of static, yet garish, websites that made your eyes bleed. And I’ve been blogging on and off under a different pseudonym for about 15 years or so.
I did, briefly, have a worpress.com blog under my own name, but since I was using my pseudonym to do the serious blogging at the time, I never really understood what one under my ‘real’ name was for.
But now I do.
As a younger man, I thought a blog needed to be angry about the world. It needed to get a reaction out of the reader. And who can blame me since that’s pretty much what the news media in the UK has been doing for the last forty to fifty years? Why wouldn’t you emulate it? It’s a successful formula.
But as I’ve gotten older, I’ve changed. I think I’ve mellowed a bit (just a bit) and no longer see the benefit of being angry about everything that’s wrong with the world. In fact, I’d go as far as to say I can instead see the harm it can do to oneself and those around you if you hold on to the anger that the right-wing press in this country insists stirring up every day.
And that upsets me.
It doesn’t make me mad. It doesn’t make me angry.
It upsets me. It makes me sad.
But I think the world around me has changed too, which has put my own shifting attitude in much starker contrast. We are a nation of angry people but, to my mind, we seem to be angry at the wrong things.
So my intention with this blog to discuss the things that people seem to get angry about and why they perhaps shouldn’t—or why that anger is directed in the wrong direction—and try to point out the things that people perhaps should be getting angry about, but aren’t because they are too busy being angry with the things they shouldn’t be.
Does that make sense?
And I want to discuss my own shifting political attitude. There’s an old belief that as you get older you drift to the ‘right’ politically—that you become more politically selfish, thinking more about your own welfare and that of your immediate family. But I don’t think that’s applied to me. I feel as if I’m moving more to the ‘left’. Or perhaps I’ve stayed where I am and the country has moved to the ‘right’ around me?
I don’t really know, and that kind of the point. I want to explore this. Have I moved? Or has the world around me moved?
As the title of this post says, this is the start of a new journey. One in which I hope to discover a bit more about myself and maybe, just maybe, you, the reader, might discover something about yourself too. Who knows?
I’m excited to find out.