You can never step into the same river twice, said Heraclitus.
All things flow: the river might have the same name but it’s made of different water; you grow and change so that you’re not the same person who took that first step.
It’s been almost fifteen years since I puzzled out HTML and built my first website on Chickpages, a pop-feminist clone of Geocities which the internet has so thoroughly forgotten that it doesn’t warrant a Wikipedia entry.
Years have smoothed some edges, sharpened others, and carved me into a thirty-something version of myself who has collected new ways of thinking, and found different things to say. Teenage Moira Clunie might have recognised this person, but could not have imagined its existence.
And this big information stream (remember when it was a superhighway?) has grown to a river, shifted course, washed away old assumptions about the ways things needed to be. It’s a prominent part of our landscape now, not the obscure little brook that geeks and misfits once waded through.
So: here is another website. I have a lot of opinions, and I wanted somewhere to share them with the world. Hello, again.