3 Welcome...
...to Mother2Goddess. This site is intended to provide local information, help and advice for those of you who might want to get in touch.
So that's what the site was intended to do.
I also had great plans for a social media strategy. I dreamed, as do so many others once they start scrabbling around with SEO,
of making a warm, fluffy site, that was helpful and perhaps somewhat cheesy, and made money only from contextual ads.
However, I've now given up on that ill-conceived, woolly and amorphous idea, and decided that this site is just a ding-an-sich
(a phrase so lovely I'm not even going to explain it).
It needs no justification to exist, it sits here swinging its legs in cyber-space using up cyber-room,
quivering gently in the breeze generated by all the visitors rushing past to all the other sites that are helpful, useful, functional, well-designed and full of actual content.
I'll probably keep the information pages up, for a little while.
I need to change the domain name to something like 'Mother2Student' as in fact, rather than becoming a goddess, I seem to have reverted to student instead, and it's actually quite an embarrassing name for a site.
If I buy a new domain name and point it at this, I'm sure that'll clarify things, although it's bad news for search engines.
The name was never intended to signify my becoming a goddess; I have no particular aspirations in that direction. Mother2Goddess alludes to a tale I thought I had read in The Golden Bough. The tale was about ladies who lead lives of drudgery, slaving from dawn 'til dusk and onwards, with no thanks for it. This continues until they feel - well, what? As I recall it, each lady wakes up on a particular day and just KNOWS that that day is the day she is transforming to a goddess. The lady tells everyone, 'Today I am a goddess!' and from that day forward she is treated as a goddess. Now when I tried to find evidence for this story I couldn't; I've combed through The Golden Bough quite a few times and no sign of it and do actually wonder whether I dreamed it. BUT I like it anyhow, as it has all sorts of resonances.
AND it's completely bonkers. BUT it's sort of how society works. EVEN though it's totally irrational. 1,6
There was also was a forum here, but it is (was) populated with spammers, and I really can't be bothered to keep going in and ruthlessly excising their somewhat bewildering pre-occupations, (you want to put WHAT? WHERE?) so I think I'm going to have to do something with my web shears there. If any of you wants to communicate, you can find me on Twitter, (<---------- just over to the left, look! 4, 5) or comment somewhere on my rather unkempt blog. So my new social media strategy is to communicate not often, unevenly, probably with little recourse to reasoned argument, and with no particular regard for what anyone else thinks. That's just for the summer though. Come October, you'll find me quiet, well-behaved, scared of saying anything that might make me look (more) stupid and probably just re-hashing a lot of stuff other people have said in a congratulatory way.
My slightly excitable, rushed and hectoring blog... is here,
or, LOOK! a dead link! the forum was here,
where you could marvel at the depths to which people will sink in order to sell things...
You still can, but without the assistance of my now ex-forum.
Regarding the blog, I'm NOT interested in increasing my traffic. While I like expressing myself and organising my thoughts from time to time, I write sufficiently badly that I don't want loads of people to see what I'm writing. Writing a blog makes me concentrate hard enough to write in complete sentences and use punctuation and stuff like that as I know someone might read it, but I know none of it is ground-breaking stuff. So stop offering to increase my traffic please, spammy people. (Blimey, that was some terrible writing, I had four 'actuallys' all in close proximity to each other. I've MURDERED them now.)
1 I've also decided I might start abusing the footnote just to see how far exactly I can push it. I know it's been done before, but I do dream of writing something where more of it exists in footnotes, than in the main text. The map IS the territory, no in fact, the map is MORE important than the territory. It often is, in fact, because the way we map things leads us into thinking that how we've ordered the world is actually the way the world is.2
2 This sounds like a (possibly) indirect realist position, and belongs to some sort of school of thought that states that everything we perceive is mediated by the lens. But I've not really thought it through.3 (See page title.)
4 Unless you're looking in a mobile browser, in which case, what can I say, the whole thing is a bit of a mess. However as long as you know I know and I freely confess it's a mess, we should all come out of this in roughly the same emotional state as we started.
5 Also, why does my Twitter code keep regenerating?
It's replicating itself every time I do something to my html and is going to take over the whole page...
Sorry about that, folks if it's done it again. It's not that I like my feed so much I wanted it twice.
6 Also, I do realise that technically, you shouldn't be able to get to this footnote, but should have got stuck in an infinite loop at footnote 3, but let's face it, you can look at whatever text you want to and don't really have to be bound by footnotes. They are quite, quite different from hyperlinks in that respect. LIke hovering over a maze and seeing the overall direction, as opposed to being in the maze.
DISCLAIMER: I am not responsible for anyone's sugar intake, including Britney Spears. Or my children.
