hence the period.

To my potential bloggers (bloggites?),

Some of you undetermined masses may be wondering: "Why the period(s)?"

Some of you, on the other hand, may not be wondering about this question.

If you fall into the latter of these categories, feel free to skip along in your blogging quest in hopes of finding some other, more contrived or humorous or plastic blog. Or, conversely, one that will not induce a deep hatred for the despicable nature of the human species (or rather, the middle class American consumer culture). If nothing else, I can promise you that this blog will make you hate one of two things: its subject or its progenitor.

But I digress.

Or am I going off on a tangent?

Semantics.

To address the topic of this post: the period.

No, it is not the emulation of a popular indie band who shall remain unnamed.

And no, it is not some pretentious attempt to deny Internet conventions.

The period, in the case of this blog's title, is not, in fact, a punctuation mark at all. It is, in the same way as the rest of the title, a representation of the blog's intended content (though I make no promises to remain within the bounds of this content). However, the period is unique in that it does not directly describe what subject will be addressed, but rather the antithetical view of the subject held by the writer.

This is a blog about the plastic generation.

The writer denies the authenticity of the plastic generation.

The period is the denial of plasticity.

Therefore, this blog is about the period. The ultimate. The conclusive.

This blog makes no promises and takes no prisoners.

This blog fits no molds.

This blog is a subjective foray into a land of objective assertions.

This blog is a period.

Period.

-marcus.

P.S. This blog is cynical.