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When I wake up in the morning, I sit up for a while and write a hundred blog posts in my head. Most go no further and are discarded, a few are plucked out and find their way through my fingers to the keyboard. Some are about topics which are important to me. Some are a collection of sentences which are thrown together, to fill the daily space.
If I aspire to be a much loved blogger I would write about the topics which give my readers a fuzzy feelgood experience. If my role was to impress people to come back again and again, then I would monetise the blog and the yoootoob channel. I would become an influencer and bow and scrape and beg people to follow me. I would be chasing 'likes' and subscriptions. I would promote my opinions and ideas on lots of other social media platforms. But that is not my aim.
If I wanted to I could become a mouthpiece for every act of unjust and criminal activity which is permeating throughout the world right now. I could expose a lot of changes that are being planned for us. Changes that are not conducive of restoring peace and harmony. There would be mountains of material to convert into juicy lip smacking shock horror articles. It would satisfy the lust of those who relish attacking some of us who are following an alternative narrative.
If I followed that line I could bump up my numbers quite quickly, and the £1's would eventually come rolling in. There are enough trolls out there for everyone to share. I delete their comments every day. Perhaps I should welcome them in. My definition of a troll is those who comment with the sole purpose of looking for a verbal punch up. They are not welcome here, there are forums which might best suit their needs.
Anyway, I was going to write about the birds that flock to my garden. It's interesting to watch them establish a hierarchy. One nominates himself as chief guardian over the food I put out. He is the chief of distribution, deciding which birds will be allowed to dash in and grab a morsel. Gotta admire his plucky stance.
The snow has been and gone, the sun is out, and so must I get busy.
Toodle pip. ilona
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