Little Boxes

On September 23, 2025, I had the pleasure having my one millionth visitor here at "Lost in the BoZone". I started blogging at the end of 2004. It took almost 21 years for those million visitors to find me. Today, June 3, 2026, my visitor count sits at 1,622,891 visitors. Twenty plus years to have 1 million visitors; nine months to tack on over 600,000 more. At the rate I am going now, I have a chance to make the visit count over two million before the end of the year.

I cannot explain it. It is not as if my writing has improved enough to justify the increase. Matter of fact, I often consider my blogging period between 2008 and 2011 as the period I was not only the most productive, but I wrote better I think. Once again, I cannot explain that either. 

I may not be able to explain the recent rise in interest in the "BoZone", but I certainly can make guesses, both wild and more likely ones that are boring and no fun to write about:

• It could be that I may have finally caught the attention of a World starving for insightful and witty commentary on everything under the Sun. ............
• It could be that beginning to incorporate musical entertainment as part of my posts has enticed people to punch up my next post, just to see who's performing this time. ...........
• Most likely though, The Internet has become a jungle filled with too many algoritim bots wandering around looking for more information to process into new and improved money makers. 

I only mention this interesting burst of statistical growth as an observation that really needs no explanation. Not really. There is an outside chance the World might be interested in my blog. The reality is more likely the gazillions of bots out are just doing what they do; finding new and improved ways to separate us from that last dime we have in our pockets.

I only became interested in the stats when I was checking my published post count, which with this post will make 1996 posts in 21 plus years. A lot of words containing fewer words that might have entertained folks at some point or another. Up untill I saw the upcoming "You are the ..... visitor" statistic, I had not bothered checking blog stats for years at a time. I still don't check regularly now, but I peruse them more ofen.The stat page has all kinds of "in the weeds" information:

• Where the visitors visit from
• How many comments
• What operating systems are used to visit
• Url's who have visited.

The list is endless. If I had monetized the blog, the information would have broken down the information even more.

This bottomless pit of data on my blog is of no interest to me, other than in passing and even then, it's a yawner. However, there is no such thing as useless information, now that we have trillions of Bots crawling all over the planet's interactions of the Internet kind. There are countless creaters of Algorithmic equations who will find some way to make money, empower someone or something, or create alternate facts that support a thriving alternate world in our minds.

And what is the ultimate goal of gathering data like this? I think it is just another tool the puppetmasters have at their disposal to steer us to the conclusions they want us to have. Original thought is frowned upon now. The powers that be want to know how to lock us into little boxes they can arrange in any order, category, or location they want. 

Telling us what we want to believe is the process. Having us swallow their bullshit is the aim. Controlling us, the ultimate goal.

Keep it 'tween the diches .....................................................

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I had the post song chosen before I finished the post. No angonizing, no time wasting or frurtrated searching; "Little Boxes" written by Malvina Reynolds in 1962  and first recorded by Pete Seeger in 1963. The song was a popular folk song but did not really catch the mainstream mind until it was used as the theme for the TV series, "Weeds". That is when I first noticed it.

It is the perfect song to point up the never ending efforts of our culture to put us all into "Little Boxes".