The Cry (or The Scream)
By Edvard Munch (1893)
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Many people think this painting depicts a man experiencing an existential crisis, but I disagree. I think it depicts a man whose computer just crashed and ate all his $#@%&@!! work!
Why am I posting this here? Let me sum it up in one word:
Need I say more?
This evening, I was putting the finishing touches on the text file that was supposed to be this week’s installment of Birds in the News when Blogger crashed and ATE IT! It destroyed the document, all those beautiful links that I had been hoarding all week, all those stories, all those words I wrote about all those stories .. GONE! POOF!
This was going to be the last Birds in the News that I was going to mirror on my Blogger site, so this was a sort of “goodbye, thanks for the memories” sort of entry, but no. Blogger chewed up my precious document and spit its electrons out into the ether!
I can hear you laughing out there, your fingers itching to write long mocking missives telling me that I am a slow learner (everyone knows that Blogger crashes when you least expect it), why was I writing this on Blogger instead of here, why didn’t I save the document in a Word or SubEthaEdit file, why oh, why, why, why?
The truth will shock you. Well, some of you, anyway. Okay, the truth will shock those three schizophrenics out there who read this site regularly.
I am an optimist.
And now I feel like screaming as a result.
I feel a head-banging event is in my near future.
I cannot even enjoy being upset because I am going to recover as much of this document as possible, even if I have to stay awake all night to do it, grrr!