Monday, January 07, 2008

Decatur Stunned by Blurmeister’s Absence

Mystery solved as search begins for new contributors.

Following a lengthy absence from the public eye, and spurred by endless tear-soaked emails begging “Where are you?,” The Decatur Blur’s own Blurmeister General ends his silence today, finally going on record and, in the process, perhaps unveiling his long-held identity – a closely guarded secret and subject of countless heated debates from City Hall to the lonely outward settlements north of Scott Blvd.

“For those who have speculated that I left town,” he said, “you would be correct. But it was not under a cloud of shame. It may surprise you, but my role as Publisher and Editor in Chief to the Decatur Blur was not my full time job. In everyday life I am, in fact, in academia, teaching political science. I, my wife, and my two children now live in the Midwest, where I’ve taken on a new position.”



At the suggestion that such generous personal details could blow the lid off one of Decatur’s most intriguing mysteries, the General is unfazed. “Yes, I suppose it’s true,” he notes, “that, reading this, some of my former neighbors will make the connection and figure out who I am, but I have a feeling many of them already knew. Anyone who’s ever had us over for dinner and a few bottles of wine was surely suspicious. Some accused me openly.”

And there the detail stops. But not the story. You see, the machine called the Decatur Blur, and the belief held by many that affection is often best demonstrated through lighthearted nudges and prods, is undeterred by a mere changing of the guard. In fact, through the magic of modern telecommunications, the Blurmeister General will continue to serve in the role of Publisher Emeritus, consulting on content now slated to be generated by remaining stringers closer to home.

That’s where you come in, dear reader. The savvy insight once made possible by the General’s immersion in the thick of local issues is impossible from a thousand miles away. We need material from those who remain. Those with equal affection for Decatur and a yearning, aching desire to point out its occasional blunders and flubs.

Interested? Then don your shiniest armor of civic responsibility and email us today at decaturblur@yahoo.com.