Sometimes when faced with the cavalcade of things to do in the free time that white life allows, white people come to the conclusion that blogging is the their last chance for wholeness. Either by talking about their own lives, which are made fascinating by virtue of the fact that they're on the internet for everyone to read, or giving their opinion on Fleet Foxes or another band they hope against hope no one's ever heard of, white people decide that their thoughts matter...because they do, ya'll. We've got something to say!
And in between reading about things you're not gonna buy, listening to people you'll never sound like, and quoting Chappelle's Show to your white friends, you gotta express your unexpressed thoughts that aren't worth being published in a semi-pro medium like a newspaper or the college cable access station or face the consequence of cerebral explosion. You must tell your friends about how much your heart is in Africa or why Ray Lamontagne, an artist (fingers crossed) no one's heard but you, makes your soul cry. But first you have to not write a paper for a class you don't care about and watch Spaghetti Cat again on YouTube.
But however do you get your message out? Facebook statuses can do, word-of-mouth to the point that maybe you're in more than 2 people's RSS feed readers. But be careful that your parents don't find it, then you have to curb your blog's content. To spice up the bloggery, out of focus pictures of mundane desk objects and lists usually do the trick.
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