Last year at anniversary time, I complained about the way politics banged up rudely here at the blog. It came as something of a surprise, but given the war in Gaza, there was no way around it. “Thanks to the war,” the blog at the start of 2015 had “enjoyed” an exceptionally good year in terms of traffic. This year, JPP has settled into its own little groove. It’s boutique thing with a modest amount of visitors, but gets not a bad bit of visibility. Some of that visibility has been good for business. I posted a lot, probably too much about Israel, and also Islam and refugees and ancient Near Eastern visual material. For the next month or so it’s going to be bodies, and then what?
In the final year of the Obama Age, JPP is world-weary waiting for the next shoe to drop, the next war, the next little atrocity, this and then that, and the quick conclusions. When I post about contemporary politics, there’s a definite spike in visits. I guess that’s what people care about. But politics and political people are exhausting (my friends excepted, of course). There’s just no pleasure in it. Maybe next year I only post about ontology, or re-post images copied from the Twitter feed of the Metropolitan Museum of Art. Thank you all for your kind patience, thoughtful comments, sage suggestions, and critical pushback.