This is our humble blog’s 4,000th post. No one cares, but we’re announcing it anyway. This was Number 3,500, and before that Number 3,000, and before that Number 2,500, and before that Number 2,000, and before that Number 1,500, and before that Number 1,000, and before that Number 500 (approximately), and before that, this was Post Number One — Clarke’s First Law and Intelligent Design.
Because this information isn’t newsworthy (indeed, it’s shamelessly self-indulgent), feel free to use the comments section as an Intellectual Free Fire Zone. Talk about science, politics, philosophy, etc. You know the rules. But before we leave you, we’ll toss in even more irrelevant stuff.
The cumulative total of page-views for our humble blog should go over 2.25 million in less than ten days. At the end of January, when we were at 3,500 posts, we had almost 1.8 million page-views. Since then you’ve added over 400,000 more. That’s more than 50,000 a month (over 60,000 last month). Those aren’t gigantic numbers, but we’re doing okay.
There’s no real accuracy about those numbers because they don’t include RSS subscribers who read us without actually visiting the blog. However, if we check the details for each post, they probably add at least another 20% to our readership, and there are readers we’ll never know about who use other methods. Page-views are important in the blogosphere because that’s what advertisers care about, so those are the figures we’re given.
Your Curmudgeon receives nothing from advertisers, so we don’t worry about statistics. That’s why we don’t do anything to puff up our traffic. Other bloggers encourage debates with creationists. That’s an absurd waste of time because the comments always descend into chaos, but it’s great for traffic. We don’t want those people around and we don’t care about that kind of traffic.
If you enjoy conversations where everyone is calling everyone else a poop-head, there are lots of blogs that will welcome you, but this isn’t one of them. One of the benefits of being a Curmudgeon is the unrestrained freedom to be fussy about such things. Good people seem to hang out here anyway — but we know you sneak off to other places to indulge your inner 12-year old selves. That’s okay, we understand.
Before we throw open the comments for the Free Fire Zone, we’ll conclude with this guarantee of quality:
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