Introducing Mr. Id

Since I've now been blogging several weeks (and recently got my lucky 13th follower!), it's time to make an occasional post using an alter-ego. With apologies to both the "horse of a horse" from the 60's TV show and Mr. Freud, today I am introducing Mr. Id; caveat emptor. Before bringing Mr. Id to life, some thoughts re risk.

* I realize Mr. Id could help me Iose some or all of my followers, although I suspect the subset of 4 from that group of 13 who are family wouldn't abandon me quite as quickly. Actually, aside from my wife, I'm not at all sure how often my other three family followers actually read this. And, one of my sisters and my brother aren't followers; neither are any of my nieces (my nephews are too young). If they were still alive, I'm not sure my parents would be either. So, this is probably a low level risk.  

* But then Mr. Id could alienate those lurking on the fringes of the blog, or reading occasionally, or viewing (but not actually reading) the postings. Because the lurkers, occasional readers, and non-reading viewers are all contributing to my site stats, the risk of alienating this group would be in seeing my numbers diminish and along with that, my inflated sense of myself. Bottom line: Higher risk with this 2nd group.

* Clearly, I run a high risk introducing Mr. Id if this scenario occurs: Suppose somebody decides to try this blog for the very first time on a day I post as my alter ego (like today) vs. on a day when I'm my usual charming, non-offensive, obsequious self i.e. the blogger who wants approval? Surely, those first time readers would flee, never to become followers, lurkers, etc., right? Could Mr. Id wink perhaps? How does one wink on a blog? 

Ok, enough exposition. In his first appearance Mr. Id would like to know who else was jarred this past week by the juxtaposition of the back-to-back spectacles dominating the news. One day half the world watches two people spend more money on a wedding than the GNP of some developing nations. Then a few days later, the political pundits on both sides of the aisle (and all their dittoheads) jockey to make sure "their man" gets credit for the death of Osama Bin Laden. Until next time, this is Mr. Id, reflecting from the bell curve.