Storm in a Teacup

'The time has come,' the Blogger said,
      'To talk of many things:
Of shoes — and ships — and sealing-wax —
      Of cabbages — and kings —
And why the sea is boiling hot —
      And whether pigs have wings.'

'But wait a bit,' the Reader cried,
      'Before you start your post,
Consider customer fatigue
      Where some give up the ghost
Whenever folk go rambling on
       With length their only boast.'

'Let's talk instead,' the Blogger said,
      'Of what you really need:
The benefit of minds like mine
      Is very fine indeed —
Now if you're ready, Reader dear,
      You can begin to feed.'

'But not on you!' the Reader cried,
      Turning a little blue.
'To wade through half-baked tripe would be
      A dismal thing to do!'
'It's tit for tat,' the Blogger said,
      'If I unfollow you!'

'Please yourself,' the Reader shrugged,
       'It's all the same to me.'
But deep inside, well, something cried:
       A blogger's heart, you see,
While over in the Blogger dwelt
       A reader's sympathy.

'It seems a shame,' the Blogger said,
      'To play this spiteful game,
When mutual support so far
       Has been our climbing frame.'
The Reader, oh, said nothing but
       Was thinking just the same!                       
  
  
                  with apologies to Lewis Carroll

14 thoughts on “Storm in a Teacup

  1. Me too 😊.
    Took me back to a time when “nonsense” was absolutely logical and the result of application of the little grey cells.
    Ah well – let’s hope the pendulum of joined-up thinking swings back again soon.
    Thanks Dave for cheering up a dismal Sunday morning.

    1. My pleasure, Mike, and you’re quite right that the better sort of nonsense follows its own impeccable logic. Joined-up thinking, hmm, can you fit that into a tweet? Just saying … 🙂

  2. Aaah! You put your finger on a dilemma. I have noticed the more content on crucial issues the less likes; the more frivolous and shallow the more likes.
    If you want a popular blog you merely do the frivolous, routine and mundane.
    Now let us talk of cabbages.

    1. I thought you’d never ask! And I should be able to manage ‘frivolous, routine and mundane’. Let me know if this ticks the boxes …

      Cabbage or headed cabbage (comprising several cultivars of Brassica oleracea) is a leafy green, red (purple), or white (pale green) biennial plant grown as an annual vegetable crop for its dense-leaved heads … high in nutritional value … prepared many different ways for eating: pickled, fermented (for dishes such as sauerkraut), steamed, stewed, sautéed, braised, or eaten raw. Cabbage is a good source of vitamin K, vitamin C and dietary fibre – despite which, apparently, they can’t get the contestants on ‘Love Island’ to touch the stuff …

    1. Experience of paranoia, Mick, perhaps … our fellow bloggers are pretty polite in the main … though I am planning open warfare on one or two just to keep boredom at bay in my retirement!

  3. Always been one of my favorite poems. Peggy’s mom, who was an English teacher, and I used to recite it together. Lewis Carol would probably be pleased with your rendition, Dave. –Curt

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