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WRAPPING 2017: MOST READ ON BOOMERPDX

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Getting ready for 2018

 

A book review about black tar heroin led the list of most read posts on boomerpdx for 2017.

 

BOOK REVIEW: BLACK TAR HEROIN, SAM QUINONES, AND DREAMLAND

 

And it bothers me just a little. Like my cancer writing from the inside wasn’t good enough?

 

I can’t argue with the market. A smart blogger would tie heroin and cancer together for more readers, but this isn’t that kind of blogger. I’m giving you credit for knowing the cancer/heroin connection.

  1. Cancer comes with degrees of pain opioids work on.
  2. After the pain subsides, the opioid addiction kicks in.
  3. Black tar heroin comes in after the opioid prescription ends.

 

When Sam Quinones came to Portland to report on the tidal wave of heroin drowning the city, I wrote a post about Portland, but more about me. It’s my blog, right?

 

The good news around here? I dodged a cancer related addiction when it had me in its crosshairs.

 

#2 most read post on boomerpdx:

 

TIME MAGAZINE: NEW PORN, PORTLAND PORN, AND BUSINESS MODEL

 

A review of a Time magazine article on porn. So I’ve got drugs and sex leading my readers? Who’d have thought.

 

The Portland drug post might be helpful; the Time magazine porn article included a Portland angle; I write a Portland-centric blog without the mystery. Why not show the side of Portland Time readers see?

 

What are my readers telling me? More porn business model posts? More addiction posts?

 

Since I made it all about me and regional porn history, I see my readers as history fans. There they are.

 

#3 most read:

 

NO KITTY GENOVESE FOR YOU

 

A post on urban decency turned into a challenge on what my readers might do to help someone in distress. Then I made it all about me and where I screwed up and got punched out by a 5’3″ man.

 

Spoiler: I leaned over and yelled at him.
The top three posts on boomerpdx come from a sense of engagement and hope, where the importance of paying attention beats the distress it brings with it.

 

Jackson Browne ends this segment.

 

Doctor, my eyes have seen the years
And the slow parade of fears without crying
Now I want to understand
I have done all that I could
To see the evil and the good without hiding
You must help me if you can
Doctor, my eyes
Tell me what is wrong
Was I unwise to leave them open for so long
‘Cause I have wandered through this world
And as each moment has unfurled
I’ve been waiting to awaken from these dreams
People go just where there will
I never noticed them until I got this feeling
That it’s later than it seems
Doctor, my eyes
Tell me what you see
I hear their cries
Just say if it’s too late for me
Doctor, my eyes
Cannot see the sky
Is this the prize for having learned how not to cry
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