Remember what your parents and teachers always told you?
"Why don't you play hide-and-go-fuck yourself?"
Your parents told you it's better to stay silent and be thought a fool than open your mouth and remove all doubt.
Maybe you listened to that advice.
I did not.
And it's a good thing, too. My loquaciousness is starting to pay big dividends in the world of social media.
We know that the slowly but steadily increasing popularity of this blog doesn't have to do with any improvement on my part.
Apparently, it's on account of I never shut up—we're talking 419 posts in a year and a half—and there's nothing that I'm shy to talk about.
While talkaholism drives people off in regular life, it seems to draw people to me in the blogosphere.
Lots of my hits, I see, aren't on my most recent posts—many are people coming to read things I've written in the past, under every subject under the sun.
Just since midnight last night, people have hit my blog to read old posts on Michael Moore, Kurt Vonnegut, my motorcycle trip, employee communication consulting, the practice of ghostwriting your own LinkedIn recommendations, Wal-Mart PR, the need for speechwriters to remain anonymous, Obama's healthcare speech, the TV show The Office, why people don't say "you're welcome" anymore, teetotalers and Hitler, the history of Vital Speeches of the Day, how words often fail to get truth across and Obama's speechwriter.
Holy mother of Shel, have I happened into the key to social media success? Blathering so often on so many subjects that whenever anybody searches for anything on the web, they come to me?
Is that what it's all about?
If it is, babies, I'm on easy street.