Hello world!

I’m Ethan, but you probably already know that by now. My aspirations to write freely on a blog of my own have far outstretched my actual willingness to sit down and do so. So here I am, doing exactly that.

This blog actually stems from my many rants, whether on politics, technology, or ethics, which my family sees mainly as white noise around the house. I felt a need to release opinion through some medium, and thus I realized that blogging would be much more fulfilling and permanent than words falling on deaf ears, so to speak.

However, in a world bustling with opinions, my own is probably not that valuable at my age. I understand that, and yet, I write not because I expect readers. I write because I love to write (and I don’t pursue this love nearly as much as I should). If anyone is reading this, I appreciate your time and your eyes. This is just an experiment for me to restore a passion for writing that I’ve always had. So anticipate the incoherence that comes with my late-night writing and the irregular times between posts (I’m a busy student!). I hope one way or another, though, these posts help out somehow.

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  1. Is this a Dane which I see before me? The handle toward my Dane? Come, let me clutch Dane. I have Dane not, and yet I see Dane still. Art Dane not, fatal Dane, sensible to feeling as to Dane? or art thou but a Dane of the mind, a false Dane, proceeding from the heat-oppressed Dane?
    I see Dane yet, in form as palpable as this which now I Dane. Thou marshall’st me the Dane that Dane was going; and such a Dane I was to use. Mine Danes are made the fools o’ the other Danes.


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