O internet

Feeling sorry for the person who googled ‘DESTRUCTION OF THE MILLENIUM FALCON’ & reached my blog post ‘Destruction of the Modernist Legacy’. #

The arcana of the search terms by which casual readers come to our webpages is a subject of continuing fascination, often for mismatches such as the one cited above. Tom of the now-idle Minor Tweaks used to run a recurring series on it, and Jo Hubris’s recent NSFW list includes various hopeful seekers of information pertaining to either music or genitals (or perhaps both).

A lot of people arrive here looking for “How to steal a mobile phone”, which takes them to this post, in itself perhaps too geographically specific to be useful.  Apart from that, the phrases by which people arrive here are of a fairly narrow range, to the extent that I was last year able to write a poem about it in support of this post by Giovanni.

Robyn has also turned her recent attention to her own site’s search terms, in a post that includes not only poetry but also rap.  It is the former of these lyrical outings which I would like to praise today, specifically the lyric “Now you are 33: a poem”.  This is timely in the house of harvestbird, because the señor, a little younger than I, recently celebrated just this birthday.  I wish him greater longevity than the motley crew hymned below:

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