Alienation is one of those loaded and abused words. Literally. It is a concept detached from its meaning. Its connotations don’t square with its denotations. And one should avoid it all cost, unless, of course, you’re referencing — in a meta-discursive way — the fine art of Modernist complaint.
But I’m going to use it anyway — and completely without cynicism or irony — because I think WordPress has lost me. I no longer feel any affinity with my W. No longer relevant, me or it. What Walker Percy might call the Malaise.
What’s the “Beep-boop-bop” stuff when I want to create a new post? What do I have to “register” to use the photo gallery? Where are the recommended hyperlinks as I type? Why can’t I post my own related posts at the bottom of my page? Where are the tags? The categories?
WordPress looks dumber to me. Empty and blue. Can I go back the old WordPress, WordPress?
Of course I should look for the silver lining, for surely that’s what this is. I will renewed my Lynda.com subscription (Are you still there, Mort?) and relearn WordPress. Perfect timing. I need something fresh. Don’t you?
Now I am at the point of my post I dread most: Links and tags and categories. Where are they? Oh bother, bother…let’s go see…