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This was my original “about” statement, when I started this blog last winter:

We are surrounded by smells and at least half, perhaps more, of those smells are stinky ones – even when we allow for subjectivity.

Let us, then, celebrate the stench.

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Now that Things That Stink has been running for a while, I think it’s safe to let you in on my original intention when I started this blog. As a supplementary learning experience, accompanying my internet commerce activities over the past several years, I have been experimenting with various different blogging themes – political, futurist, skeptical, and more – my most extensive and successful effort being the now-offline Aliens Ate My Buick. Last winter, I speculated to myself that I could exceed the hits of every highbrow/intellectual blog I have ever done by simply choosing something earthy, perhaps even base, or dare should I say…abominable.

And so Things That Stink was born.

I proved my point, to myself. Of all the blogs I have ever done, this one consistently gets the most hits on a daily basis. In fact – in a situation that is unusual in blogging – I can go away for weeks at a time and the hits remain steady, occassionally even spiking when another blogger links from a post.

Clearly, things that stink are popular. Farts, poop, halitosis, indeed, all kinds of filth and corruption seem to fascinate and entertain the unwashed masses.

Therefore, I will continue to indulge you, for this reason alone. And I must confest that from a purely intellectual standpoint, filth, corruption and the accompanying miasma(s) are intrinsic to the human experience. They are as much a part of life as those things which smell sweet and please the eye – perhaps even the largest part.

I’m not even sure if that’s a bad thing. It just is. For all its perceived beauties, which are admittedly subjective, there is no denying that Planet Earth is also a very, very stinky place when viewed in the same subjective manner.

Let us, then, celebrate the stench.