(In which I explain its absence with a depressing story, but then lighten the mood at the end)
It’s been what? about
two and a half four years since I took this site down, although regular readers know that I’d stopped working on it a long time before that. Why did I abandon a blog that I started in 2001? Simple: every time I thought about writing a post I was overcome with dread.
I had spent ten years writing about outrage after outrage, using snark and humor to call a spade a spade. (Fun fact: did you know that until recently I was actually naive enough to believe that the history of that oft-used phrase involved shovels? I suppose I should stop using it.) I did it because I was trying to make the world a better place. Shut up and stop laughing — I’m serious.
But gradually two things dawned on me:
- Nobody remembers anything that happened more than two months ago.
- Nobody gives a rat’s ass. (Now that’s a phrase I’ve got to look up.)
The incident that really drove the point home occurred during Hurricane Katrina. People were dying of thirst and exposure in one of the most celebrated cities of this powerful, wealthy nation.
One day, a relief station was quickly set up with food, water, and medical help. Construction equipment was brought in. The President of the United States himself arrived. Lots of photos were taken, hands were shaken, etc.. Then the President left. And as soon as he’d gone and the cameras were no longer rolling they packed up the relief station and left.
And what happened?
Nothing. The man that committed this… this monstrosity… continued in office for three more years. No hearings, no impeachment, nada, zip, bupkis. I had expected the citizens of this country to rise up and right this foul injustice. But instead… nothing. Nobody even remembers it happened.
The outrages kept piling up like uncollected garbage, and it became more and more obvious to me that anything anyone wrote about them didn’t mean squat. Eventually I just gave up, because I was disgusted and I didn’t have anything left to say.
So… why is Atomic Deathray back?
I have a lot, and I mean a LOT, of interests. Computers, airships, futurism, architecture, typography, old maps, sci-fi movies, 3D, archaeology, you name it. Learning something new about them, or better yet finding something new to be interested in, has always cheered me up.
I’ve decided to let other people be outraged for a while. I put in my time and fought the good fight, and now I’m done and that’s that. This was my last political post.
I’m going to take a second shot at making the world a better place, simply by sharing some of the strange things I’ve run across over the years that make life fun.
I’ll also be republishing some of my funnier/more horrifying posts from the original blog. I hope you find it interesting. I’ll keep going as long as I do.
11 thoughts on “Atomic Deathray Is Back!”
Looking forward to having you back! I always enjoy your writing and your wide-ranging interests in the vastness that the world has to offer us.
Glad you’re back as well 🙂
Glad to see your resurrection. The world looks better already!
Well, well, well… your eternal, if stutter-step, service to the Patriarchy will eventually be recognized.
When my ACA funded nurse rushed in to tell me you were back online I immediately woke from my self-induced coma. It was just like that scene from “Awakenings” except that Bob DeNiro’s performance always trumps mine. As usual. Damn him…
Anyhoo…Glad you’re back, my favorite curmudgeon!
Are you back yet?!
I am today. Watch this space.
Working on a piece on Winsor McKay’s “Dream of the Rarebit Field”. Preparing the images is taking longer than anticipated. Going to repost an old piece from the old site in the meantime.
I check on your website every once in awhile.
Glad you’re back.
I am your little sister.
You can email me sometime if you want to…
Come back, again?
I am a cicada, apparently. I’m back as of today.