New genre of blogging: fisking

There is a well-established classification of bloggers into “thinkers” and “linkers" categories. The first group posts mostly their own ideas and analysis, with some links through here and there, which serve either as a source of inspiration, or illustrations, or else. The "linkers" don't provide much of original content, but present lots of links, which may by itself be of great interest, with perhaps short comments.

Today I came across a word "fisking". I had to search for its meaning, and as turned out it designates a special genre of blogging.


fisking: n.

[blogosphere; very common] A point-by-point refutation of a blog entry or (especially) news story. A really stylish fisking is witty, logical, sarcastic and ruthlessly factual; flaming or handwaving is considered poor form. Named after Robert Fisk, a British journalist who was a frequent (and deserving) early target of such treatment.

cemeteries grow larger..

Report from the besieged city : Poland, 1985

... cemeteries grow larger the number of defendants is smaller
yet the defense continues it will continue to the end
and if the City falls but a single man escapes
he will carry the City within himself on the roads of exile
he will be the City
we look in the face of hunger of fire face of death
worst of all -- the face of betrayal
and only our dreams have not been humiliated. "

Rays of Reflection.... © sunshine series 2002

The ever-present phenomenon ceases to exist for our senses. It was a city dweller, or a prisoner, or a blind man suddenly given his sight, who first noted natural beauty.. As a white candle in a holy place, so is the beauty of this angel face...

The Beauty that remains.... © sunshine series 2002

Cherish your visions; cherish your ideals; cherish the music that stirs in your heart, the beauty that forms in your mind, the loveliness that drapes your purest thoughts, for out of them will grow delightful conditions, all heavenly environment; of these if you but remain true to them, your world will at last be built.. I don't think of all the misery, but of all the beauty that remains...

Virtues so rare - The Lookalike.... © sunshine series 2002

the ashh look alike... exceeding fair she was not; and yet fair; in that she never studied to be fairer than nature made her; her beauty cost her nothing, her virtues were so rare...

What is Flower to me.... © sunshine series 2002

i said to myself -- i'll paint what i see.. what the flower is to me; but I'll paint it big and they will be surprised into taking time to look at it.. i will make even busy Orkutians take time to see what I see of flowers...

Clueless.... © sunshine series 2002

mahima.. yet another look alike.. the world is infested wid emm.. look alikes.. :)

Walk on a Rainbow trail.... © sunshine series 2002

walk on a rainbow trail; walk on a trail of song, and all about you will be beauty. there is a way out of every dark mist, over a rainbow trail...

The Confession of the eyes.... © sunshine series 2002

they say :the face is the mirror of the mind, and eyes without speaking confess the secrets of the heart.. i shud'nt have gone for a pink.. ran out of my graphite lead.. her eyes aint confessing anything.. what say :)

The Sleeping Beauty.... © sunshine series 2002

like all fairy tales, "Sleeping Beauty" has been the subject of numerous analyzations.. a story of self-meeting, and its eternal promise is that of self-realization, the blossoming thorn, the curse turned to joy.. heres mine..

The Fundamental Emotion.... © sunshine series 2002

the most beautiful experience we can have is the mysterious - the fundamental emotion which stands at the cradle of true art and true science... wat crap am i talkin..

Stairway to Heaven.... © sunshine series 2002

we ascribe beauty to that which is simple; which has no superfluous parts; which exactly answers its end; which stands related to all things; which is the mean of many extremes.

My Girl - Overly Dramatized.... © sunshine series 2002

beauty of style and harmony and grace and good rhythm depend on simplicity..

Consumed By Beauty.... © sunshine series 2002

consumed by beauty - is that right? Especially when that beauty is backed up by personality, a'm continuously amazed by the diversity and wonder of the human race.

I DIED FOR LOVE!!

There is a girl
I like so well
She likes me too. I can tell
She stole my heart away from me
And now she wants to set it free
She sat a boy by her side
And told him things she never told me
I went home and mother didn't say a word
Father came home later that night
And searched for me left and right
The stairs he climbed
The door he broke
To see me hanging from a rope
He got a knife
To cut me down
He found a note on the ground
Dig a grave, dig it deep
Place a statue above my feet
A statue of a dove
To show the world
"I DIED FOR LOVE!!"

(an adaptation of something i found online.. dunno the author, hence not quoting it here..)

has this evr happened wid u ?????

Has this evr happened wid u ????? u thought dat life was going on very smoothly....jus da way u wantd it to......n then suddenly 1 strange day some thing happens which shakes u to da core of ur existence........ sumthin dat u had nvr evr dreamt evn in ur scariest nightmares.......n dat happens ....i mean becomes a part of ur real life.....wht would u do ??? now dat nightmare can b anythin.....jus any damn thing !!! but wid dat u realize dat it didnt happen all so suddenly....it had bin happenin all along....ALL ALONG....all along da time u thot dat every things was goin accordin to ur wishes......u saw only wht u wanted to c...may be a bed of roses.....with due blindness toward da thorns !!! n when u realized dat thorns 2 existed in some hidden corner ,it was 2 late......u had already started bleedin..... .bleedin with pain.... ..excruciating pain....dat seemed to kill u......n how would u react if u come to know dat SOME1....some1 whom u love is somehow being hurt by all dat has been happenin ??? how would u feel if da 1 u love is hurt by u......evn unknowingly ???? ........... ..HURT ????? ANGRY......AGITA TED....wid ur self ???well datz da normal reaction...... ... n datz how i fell......wht u'll feel datz 4 u to think ,not me !!! lol !!!!!!!