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Sunday, March 30, 2003
ANOTHER NAME CHANGE.
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I used to call this blog "David's Journal". But I learned that there were about a thousand other blogs called "David's Journal", so I changed the name to "Delusions of Mediocrity", after the line in Confessions of a Dangerous Mind where the Julia Roberts Character says that asylums are full of people who think that they're a spy or the President, but nobody ever has a delusion that they're an insurance salesman.
But shortly after that, I started getting a lot of private comments from a lot of different people (i.e., not just you) that my blog was too self-important and self-aggrandizing, especially from people who had just started reading it. I think that when people saw it as my personal journal, they were quite understanding that this blog is, of course, written for me, and not for you, and so it takes as its most central and fundamental and unquestionable premise that what I have to say is important and interesting. This is not because I am absolutely convinced that what I have to say is important and interesting. Rather, it's because one can't really keep much of a journal without first taking this premise as one's starting point.
But with the name change to "Delusions of Mediocrity," I think there was some mistaken impression that the purpose of this blog is to entertain and enlighten and inform, which it most certainly is not, with the single exception that it's supposed to entertain and enlighten and inform only me. "You" (whoever you are) should certainly feel free to read it if you like, but definitely, you should not feel that you are under any obligation whatsoever to do so, least of all to me.
Accordingly, and as you can see above, I've gone ahead and re-titled my blog again. Rather than choose a name that emphasizes the personal, diary-like nature of my blog, I've instead decided to rename it in a way that emphasizes my near-total indifference to the reader's opinion, and which is calculated to encourage my critics to throw up their respective hands in frustration and disgust. After all, just who the hell do I think I am?