About

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.

Go browse the blog.

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.

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7 responses to “About

  1. Love this Funky stuff! Am adding you to my blogroll!

  2. Thanks for the link purnima, and for dropping by. I am gratified that someone smelled this stinky blog all the way over in India; perhaps it is destined for an odious sort of greatness. 😉

  3. wow..this blog is one of a kind! Stink on 😉

  4. i am now more appreciative of the things that stink! Lol

  5. I am thrilled to have discovered this blog on one of my favorite subjects — STINK. Within the past year, I have become a connoisseur of vintage perfumes, but particularly ones that have ungodly notes of civet, castoreum, musk and all manner of abject ingredients (now synthesized, so please don’t send me hate email). I found you as I looked for an image of the Durian fruit. Oh, man. So psyched! I’d love to be on your blog roll!

  6. I happened upon this site by happy accident… the Hubby was looking for a fart “warning sign” of some sort, and it was here that we found it!! I’m glad we stumbled across you!! I’ve been accused of having a juvenile sense of humor for still getting a giggle out of a good-sounding fart, but I’m glad to see I’m not the only adult who still thinks it’s a bit funny!! Keep up the good work!! 🙂

  7. I cannot tell you how thrilled I am that I am on your blog roll! It took a year and a few months, but hey! Good things come to those who wait.

    The more I research perfumes from the past, the more I realize that in our increasingly virtual world, it’s the Things That Stink that tether us to the human. We smell (transitive and intransitive), therefore we are (not robots).

    Thanks again!–

    Barbara

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