Ultimus Esques, de Cervantes, and the Re-Population of Blogspot City
In the beginning, there were blogs. Everyone blogged. I used to blog.
Then, the internet went social, and blogs everywhere were vacated.
Death of any kind is tragic, yet that tragedy ranges. The death of the blog is a tragedy of grand proportion. When the blog died, a form of culture went with it. Society had changed, and there was no place for blog's kind ahead.
In the past, I've lifted my old-man fists and shaken them to the heavens, mourning the loss of blogs, as if it's some deity's fault. Sadly, fault lies on our shoulders; in the hands of everyone who clamored for and propelled the next, "new" iteration of social networking.
Knowingly or not, I too contributed to the death of the blog. I was a proponent of its demise. I may not be able to single-handedly resurrect the old forum, but I can give it one man's best go.
My effort: Ultimus Esques, Latin for "the last knight" (roughly). My goal, unlike Don Quixote, who failed to see the world for what it was, is to carry out the knightly ideals of chivalry and code in a place barren of it, with hopes to one day have a story meant for the annals of time. I am but one member of an almost entirely-abandoned Blogspot City, but one vestige is better than none at all.
I don't have a strict guideline or presupposition for this space. I hope this blog resists conformity. I may offer up an essay one day and a poem the next. Whether it's a single picture, thought, or album I like, I hope this place can be a worthy house for them all.
With that, here are some of the inspirations for Ultimus Esques:
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