Throwback Thursday: Poll Dancing
For this Throwback Thursday, I'm digging into the archives of my old blog, Brownfoot Journal, and am dusting off a post from January 31, 2011. Since I first wrote this post, I've not created any more polls: there certainly hasn't been on in The Brown Knowser. Also, I tend to change the look of this blog only once a year.
If you've read it before, I hope you enjoy reading it again. I abbreviated the post, because it spoke of what was to come in future Brownfoot Journal posts and I didn't want anyone to think that those promises related to The Brown Knowser.
Cheers!
I love polls. Apparently, my readers don't.
If you've read it before, I hope you enjoy reading it again. I abbreviated the post, because it spoke of what was to come in future Brownfoot Journal posts and I didn't want anyone to think that those promises related to The Brown Knowser.
Cheers!
I love polls. Apparently, my readers don't.
A
 couple of weeks ago, I did what I tend to do from time to time, when 
I'm bored with the appearance of my blog. I play around with it, 
changing the layout and adding gadgets. I'll rearrange the right-hand 
column, move my reading list, my archive list, and links up and down, 
providing prominence for some things, shoving others further down. I 
like to keep the links to Songsaengnim and Gyeosunim
 near the top, where they can be easily found. At the bottom, I keep 
less-important content, such as my subscription links and copyright 
information.
I've
 also added a couple of gadgets, such as the list and links to other 
blogs that I follow and really like, and my Twitter link.
But
 a couple of weeks ago, when I was making my most-recent change to my 
blog's layout, I added a gadget to the top of the right-hand column, 
where I thought it would catch everyone's eye.
I added a poll.
I added a poll.
I
 love polls. I love being asked what I think. I love clicking a button 
that shares my view, opinion, likes, and dislikes with the community at 
large. In clicking a button on an online poll, I look forward to seeing 
the results pop up. I like to see if my opinion matches those of other 
people who have responded to whatever question is asked. Am I just like 
everyone else, or am I a rebel, a deviant?
In
 recent weeks, I've responded to a handful of polls, on topics ranging 
from the call for a new holiday in February, to what the value of a 
lottery jackpot must be before I buy a ticket, to whether hyphens should
 be eliminated from the English language (worst idea, ever).
As you can see, I like voting on important, world-altering questions.
As you can see, I like voting on important, world-altering questions.
So
 there I was, rearranging my blog layout, when I thought that adding a 
poll would be a good idea. The last poll that I posted was about the 
weather, and whether my readers preferred frigid or sweltering 
temperatures. That was fun. It was especially fun when I saw that the majority 
of you agreed with me. I actually like to act differently from the masses, but 
love it when we think the same way.
I wanted to create another poll, shortly after, but I didn't really have an issue that I wanted to discuss or find shared opinions with my readers. And so, I created this poll.
As
 you can see, no one voted. And so I'm left thinking: did no one vote 
because the question wasn't clear or did no one vote because no one saw 
the poll? If the answer is that no one saw the poll, maybe I need to 
post a blog entry every time I create a poll, to get your attention. But 
that wouldn't have worked for this particular poll because I didn't 
really have a question. Not really. On a philosophical level, I thought 
that if someone voted Yes, it might mean he or she is a positive 
person; a No vote might reveal a pessimistic voter.
If
 you didn't vote because you saw the poll but didn't understand the 
question, why wouldn't you contact me and say, "Ross, WTF is up with 
your poll?" Did you think that I would laugh at you and say, "C'mon, the
 question is obvious. What are you, stupid or something??"
I would never do that. Not to you.

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