Dog tossing

That title reminds of the time I tossed a dog off of a 3rd story balcony.  That was so awesome, not because the dog was fine, but because of the personal growth I felt that day;  the child had become a man.  The following takes place between a pound of almond bark and  rich chocolate ovaltine.  I would like to pose a question to the so-called "blogosphere", which could be the most meaningless word ever conceived by the way.  So everyone in the blogosphere, what makes your opinion so special that your opinion must be heard and even have it enshrined in a personal webspace?  I blog as well, you're right, but only because I'm trying to destroy blogging as an activity.  It's me against the blogosphere.