That rather sharp spike on the right of the chart, that's yesterday's post. A post that not only drove more than 300 page views to yesterday's "childish" post, but another sixty into my back catalog as well. And while yes, people get offended and ruffled and they go away, many, many more people come and read and stay. They tend not to be as vocal, but they laugh at the rhetoric and they don't take me quite so seriously.
Part of the agenda I have with this blog is to stir up shit. I realize that a segment of my readers would like me to be prim and proper and "close to" genius all the time, but people get numb to near-genius work day after day. People need to be shaken, to be forced out of their stupor and to be made to question their premises. After all, if I am as smart as I obviously am, as proven by the back posts that are still worth reading months and years later, then maybe when I screech and howl I might just have a point worth considering.
In fact, I have been told countless times now since starting this blog by players that they have reimagined their worlds based on both my hard, diligent work and my occasional freakish rants. It is the combination of both that drives the energy and passion of this blog. I am no doddering university professor, humbly droning out data. I am a burning, screaming prophet, occasionally covering himself in gasoline and striking the match.
Oh sure, someone is always going to hate it. Someone is always going to reach out to me and plead for a steady, calm approach to everything. Someone will ask if I've taken my meds and someone will call me pretentious. Those are the expected responses. I don't think I'm pretentious because I don't consider my efforts as a DM to be all pretense. I actually AM capable and creative. And I have never taken medication, and I have never done recreational drugs of any kind. For two accidents in my life I have taken codeine and percocet ... for a few weeks each. That's as drugged as I've ever been. I don't even smoke tobacco.
A calm approach to everything strikes me as a dull, tepid sort of life. And I am not concerned about people hating me. Poor Jovial who stamped off the blog yesterday has no idea how long - or how deep - my personal convictions run about things he's written or things he's done. He's only grafting onto me whatever he needs to believe.
For my part, I'll go back to writing D&D posts that impress and dull people. And in a few weeks, when I feel my hand twitching for a match, I'll light myself on fire again.
It won't hurt my ratings any.