FIRST TRANSMISSION: ARTICLE I: Waste o' Space; Nonsense with Nothos

Day 2,833, 02:17 Published in USA USA by Caute









Dearest reader,

I have a tendency to ramble, but I'm loath to punish you, kind reader, so early in our relationship. Perhaps at a later date... you know once we've had a chance to get to know each other better and work the kinks out of or into this relationship.

As a general rule writers are liars, mostly poorly paid liars, but liars all the same, that is the task, modus operandi, charge, duty, and art that writers, whether through whim, stupidity, or bad luck, take up. I have no interest in your opinion on the subject, if you write a response to the contrary, while it's appreciated for this mission, it will only confirm any of my lingering suspicions regarding your woeful lack of veracity.

The only pertinent question worth asking ourselves in my un-humble opinion isn't 'do writers lie?', it's 'why do writers lie'? For most of us the reasons are readily apparent. We know them firsthand even if we don't identify as writers (or bloggers, poets, artists, or any other -ists, -ers, -ets, etc.) ourselves. It shouldn't take you much rumination to discover the writer liar in you if you carefully examine yourself throughout the quotidian drudgery. How many lies do you yourself tell a day, dear reader? They need not be bombastic fabrications, the little ones are enough, enough to realize you're not so different from liars writers after all.

Dammit all I'm rambling already and I'd promised you in good faith not to punish you in this initial article. The point of this nonsense, before I strain your exiguous attention span beyond it's breaking point, is that I want us to get off on the right foot, I want an honest and open relationship with you, and in the spirit of full disclosure... I fully intend to lie to you.

Whether you trust the word(s?) of a liar 'writer', to be honest, is something perhaps best left to your own personal judgement.

For now, dear reader, I leave you with some words from the late Robert Anton Wilson:







Yours truly,
Nothos

P.S. For nonsense's sake and as a general disclaimer: I will strive not to proofread these articles and to keep these articles as separate from the eRepublik world as possible, eRepublik is merely a vessel for this nonsensical organ.





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