And now, online bloggers, I will tell you about my dream of last night. I cannot describe that dream to you. It was a dream of the earth as it will be when the real world has vanished.
But it reminded me of something that I had long forgotten. Many years ago, when I was a little blogger, my mother and the other women used to sing an old song of which they knew only the tune and the first three words. I had known that tune in my infancy, but it had long since passed out of my mind.
Last night, however, it came back to me in my dream. And what is more, the words of the song also came back-words, I am certain, which were sung by the
bloggers of long ago and have been lost to memory for generations. I will sing you that song now, bloggers.
I am old and my voice is hoarse, but when I have taught you the tune, you can sing it better for yourselves. It is called Bloggers of Blogosphere."
Old Blogger cleared his throat and began to sing. As he had said, his voice was hoarse, but he sang well enough, and it was a stirring tune, something between The Rolling Stone's "I Can't Get no Satisfaction" and AC/DC's "Highway to Hell." The words ran:
Bloggers of the Blogosphere,
Hearken to my joyful tidings
Of the golden future time.
Soon or late the day is coming,
Tyrant reality shall be o'erthrown,
And the universe shall be inhabited by bloggers alone.
Reality shall vanish from our minds,
And the material world from shall rust forever,
Cruel objects no more shall exist.
Virtual riches more than mind can picture,
Online games, music, movies, and blogs
Shall be ours upon that day.
Bright will shine the blogosphere
Purer shall its blogs be,
On the day that sets us free.
For that day we all must blog,
Though we die before reality breaks;
All must toil for blogdom's sake.
Bloggers of the Blogosphere,
Hearken well and spread the links to my blogs
For golden future virtual time's sake
"The singing of this song threw the bloggers into the wildest
excitement."
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