A Dish fave ends the experiment:
What I have found is that, the more I am animated by opinion that I find truly and deeply wrong, the less and less I am capable of entertaining the wild spaces of my mind. My opinions have become pallbearers to my imagination, and that's poverty.
This is a real concern, hence my annual retreat. But such a retreat is not enough. The unexpressed thought, the nascent idea, the emotion that struggles to become, over time, an actual argument: these can so easily be lost in blogging, and they are vital to a healthy mind and soul. My solution over time has been to create something that I hope is more than just the blog I began a decade ago: a multi-faceted ongoing conversation where my own thoughts are supplemented and corrected and enhanced by the minds of my colleagues and the collective wisdom of Dish readers.
The last ten years have therefore been both an increased engagement and an increased letting go. I have no idea whether it will work but I share Freddie's fear that a single blog reacting to the day's events and others emotions and provocations can make real thought and considered argument less rather than more attainable.