Orally Corrupt

I've been sick the past several days. I haven't felt too bad, but for long periods of time my voice has been totally shot. So I started to realize how much I take my voice for granted. Any number of witty or enlightening comments would pop into my head, and stay there, unfit to complete their journey out into the world of public discourse. And yet life goes on. I suppose in this day and age of web-chat-e-blog technology, the voice is becoming less important. We can rely on the instruments literally at our fingertips to engage in any type of informational intercourse necessary. So who cares if the people around me can't hear my observations? Now the whole world can. (I haven't forgotten about you, Laval!)

On the other hand, here I am with the Internet and the blogosphere and everything and I have nothing worth saying. Does this new, instanly-worldwide capability now demand from us a higher standard? Is the stuff we say in everyday life not good enough for the general web-ulation? Maybe. Or maybe the stuff we say in everyday life just isn't worth saying at all. After all, I've found that I enjoy my comments a little more when they remain unspoken. Inside jokes are often the funniest, and how can you get more inside than that?