And Yet In The Hinterlands Of Point Reyes…

My husband, J. Random WonderBear and I went to the hinterlands of northern California at Inverness to relax this weekend. It’s where we go to let the sea zephyrs blow through our heads and air our brains out thoroughly. We do this on Drake’s Beach, North Beach and the improbably difficult-to-access McClure’s Beach. McClure’s is down a twisting, windy and rockstrewn path, four miles to the ocean from parking. But worth it for the view and privacy. After which ravenous hunger ensued. We drove off to Point Reyes Station, dining at the Station Cafe. Myself on a beautiful roasted wild Alaskan salmon with spanking fresh pesto, and the JBear on Niman Ranch organic steak and oysters from Drake’s estero. While thus engaged, we chanced to overhear the following conversation at a nearby table:
Marge, a blonde lady with Too Much Makeup: “Well I’m telling you, this blogging thing is going to take the world by storm, this fellow said he earned thousands of dollars a month at it!”
Herb, tall, balding & plaid-clad: “It’s the blog ads. They put those ads there on the page like Google does. It’s all about the databasing.”
Orv, Herb’s cattle farm manager (belching gently into his napkin): “What you have to look at is the R.O.I. versus the cost-per-click.”
Betty, Orv’s date (punching Orv in the ribs): “Personally, I prefer LiveJournal to Blogger. It’s the sense of community.”
And off this interesting quartet spun into topics that ranged from blogging to the stock market to the San Francisco social calendar. I looked over at JBear and he was grinning broadly. Even in the pockets where nature is more prevalent than humankind, people are the same. Blogging is known of and wondered at. The conversation went deep into the personal mores and political leanings of bloggers the foursome had read, why they agreed or disagreed with the bloggers they read and their rate of commenting, which appeared to be fairly high.
In communities wide spread and remote such as this, blogs are keeping people informed about the wider world, as well as offering for the first time perhaps, a unique way for all to communicate freely across local, national and international boundaries. Orv proudly offered that he had commented on an Afghani man’s personal blog, saying “we here in America are praying for you poor souls”. Marge found an old college friend from a FOAF‘s blog and commented that the old girls from her college alma mater had formed a webring with their blogs.
While blogging may be largely unknown by the rank and file, it is penetrating in some fascinating and deep ways into the hinterlands and smaller byways of every country. And enriching them immensely.

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