Via SeeDubya, blogging over at Michelle Malkin's place, this piece of overwrought trend reporting from the NYT:
A growing work force of home-office laborers and entrepreneurs, armed with computers and smartphones and wired to the hilt, are toiling under great physical and emotional stress created by the around-the-clock Internet economy that demands a constant stream of news and comment.
Of course, the bloggers can work elsewhere, and they profess a love of the nonstop action and perhaps the chance to create a global media outlet without a major up-front investment. At the same time, some are starting to wonder if something has gone very wrong. In the last few months, two among their ranks have died suddenly.
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Other bloggers complain of weight loss or gain, sleep disorders, exhaustion and other maladies born of the nonstop strain of producing for a news and information cycle that is as always-on as the Internet.
To be sure, there is no official diagnosis of death by blogging, and the premature demise of two people obviously does not qualify as an epidemic. There is also no certainty that the stress of the work contributed to their deaths. But friends and family of the deceased, and fellow information workers, say those deaths have them thinking about the dangers of their work style.
It's true of course; thanks to reading about two people I've never heard of who've died... I'm now convinced blogging can kill me. Though I especially love "The premature demise of two people obviously does not qualify as an epidemic"... of course, why let that stop you from blathering on for dozens of additional paragraphs, insisting that sleep disorders, weight gain and all sorts of health problems come from, you know, writing a lot? (Oh, and, for good measure, why not throw in a few graphs about the hell that is Gawker Media, for good measure? That's clearly germane...)
Isn't it enough that, thanks to Hemingway, we're all alcoholics?
Sheesh. Anyway, I better stop, I can just feel myself dying as I write this...
UPDATE: And now Charlton Heston is dead too! It's as if we're all going to die... eventually. Of something.
-- weboy (I suppose it's a good thing I added those other writers...)





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