Infinite Thought has written a very interesting post drawing from my recent post on the materiality of communication, and moving in directions that I did not anticipate.

These ‘communities of sentiment’ that nonetheless never descend into ‘friendship for its own sake’, because, after all, what is a friend chosen in the name of a project shared before the encounter even takes place but something of an entirely different order – this is something that (the ever-poorly-named) weblogs have indeed permitted, and its effectivity continues to intrigue me immeasurably. The elective affinities of those with shared interests/disagreements, regardless of the likelihood of any ‘real’ world encounter, and the way in which these continue to substantiate themselves even in the face of a massive lack of ‘usual’ signs (what someone looks like, their manner, voice, age, sex, etc.) means that the people I continually read (allies and the other thing) have a peculiar, and incredibly distinct, degree of immediate existential reality, despite (or – my favourite phrase! – perhaps because of the intangibility of the online pseudonym, or what amounts to the same thing, the real, yet weightless ‘real’ name. ) I dream of bloggers…

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