Inaugural Post

My years of resisting pressure to join the mainstream flood of pop culture as it places its every half-processed thought, gripe and ejaculation into the ether have come to an end. Dear reader (so far, only me), I have officially joined the blogosphere, in a sort of social experiment. I am using this to answer a few immediate questions: how deeply can individual thoughts be buried into the ether relative to their retrievability via google, and how truly engaging can this activity really be? I speculate that this latter question will be a function of both life here in Ottawa, and my own bureacrat's reticence.

In any case, if there's one thing that blogging has proven is that virtually everyone on it has some sort of opinion. The best ones come with supporting information, others are simply spontaneous rants, while others document the day-to-day ennui of those whose primary qualification is a connection the internet. The blogosphere has become a gold mine for social science graduate students, a barometer of popular opinion as well as an influence and a postcard from the edge.

With that, I cut the electric ribbon. At this point, the band should strike up with
an uplifting tune, preferrably with a soaring chorus, something like "Solsbury Hill" or something.