Rambling About Something Instead of Going Home

I've been reading Big Sur, by Mr. Kerouac, for a couple of weeks now. I'm enjoying it more than any of his previous books. I generaly don't drink... yet there's something uncomfortably familiar in his descriptions of the agony of alcoholism. ...The way he wants freedom from it while seeking refuge within it. The way the cabin at Big Sur reminds him of of that contradiction. It gets me a bit down at times... but in that good reminding sort of way.

While making my way through Big Sur, it's also become obvious that blog's owe a lot to Kerouac. Without his contributions to American literary subject and style, they may have never come around. A quick look at the recent posts to LiveJournal or a jaunt through NextBlog reveals a lot of the same subjects he tackled. ...Mostly without the lyrical prose and grand adventure, but similar none the less. There's hostility and alienation and friendship and love and conversation.... all filtered through descriptions of surroundings.

The current blog world could very much use a Kerouac. Someone to see it all through the eyes of a poet, flip that shit, and give it back to us in a way we barely recognize but find familiar. Like On the Road... but further than these good old United States... and in a blog...... so we all can participate. Extending it by running it through our own perspectives.

It needs to be someone who understands the medium. Someone who can sample pop culture into poems. Someone like Tony Pierce. He meets the criteria and already has a head start on everyone. Somebody should hook him up.