it's not what i wanted my weekend to be, but i got set off by that deleted posted at google+ which just infuriated me. youtube had an awesome ownership scheme at one point, because it assigned ownership based on what struck me as a perfectly anarchist concept of personal property. we should have ownership over our thoughts, right? if a thread is a thought, assigning ownership of the thread to the poster is ideal. i know that it was meant to fight spam, but it stumbled upon the perfect rights balance. now, i can't post at google+ without being censored by who knows who or what?
the posts magically appeared some time after i posted them. i don't know if they made it through the bureau, or they were trying to set me up as an imbecile, or whatever else. but, even the delay is unacceptable. i then got suckered into reciting as a response to clearing off the page, and i decided to see the process through.
i was deleting posts at google+ because i always saw it as temporary. i have a bigger plan to house years of commentary in a more traditional web site, and eventually move to commenting there. it's going to be the first project, post-discography. and i'm already sort of building it in the alter-reality. so, i was just using google+ as a scratch pad, with the intent to transfer it to permanent storage elsewhere.
in the end, my web design may rely on a complex, multi-usage of the blogspot site; it may essentially end up being a maze of interconnected blogs, organized by topic and date. but, in there will be a running journal of my political notes going back as far as i can, which is conceivably to the late 90s, if in fragmented form. it may end up being that journal.
the point is that it was something i wanted to do anyways.
i've been done with the editing for a few hours, now, and i've just been reading lightly. some political comments. it's all theatre.
but, the next thing to do to get the week in order is finish inri020 and inri021. it may or may not get done tonight.
