Heather B. Armstrong tells it like it is:

I tried to come up with the simplest explanation of a blog so I said, “It’s just a personal — ” and then I stopped myself and changed directions. “You know how when someone barfs and they can’t believe that the green peppers they ate in a burrito last night just came up whole, completely undigested up through the esophagus and back out their mouth, and the first thing they want to do even before wiping their mouth is tell someone about it? You might want to just pretend you never heard that word.”

“Is that what you do?”

“God, no. What I do is far worse. Trust me, preserve your innocence.”

Exhibitionisme? Naah.

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