To Blog or not to Blog

To blog, or not to blog: that is the question:
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
And by writing end them? To blog: to silence;
No more; and by a blog to say we end
The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks
That flesh is heir to, 'tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wish'd. To blog, to silence;
To silence: perchance to drown out: ay, there's the rub;
For in that drowning out what screams may we scream
When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,
Must give us pause: there's the respect
That makes calamity of so long life;
For who would bear the whips and scorns of time,
The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely,
The pangs of despised love, the law's delay,
The insolence of office and the spurns
That patient merit of the unworthy sages,
When he himself might his quietus make
With a bare bodkin? who would fardels bear,
To grunt and sweat under a weary life,
But that the dread of something after post,
The ever-index'd country from whose base
No data escapes, puzzles the will
And makes us rather bear those ills we have
Than write to others that we know not of?
Thus implications do make cowards of us all;
And thus the native hue of resolution
Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought,
And enterprises of great pitch and moment
With this regard their currents turn awry,
And lose the name of action

Naturally, this post is based on Shakespeare's Hamlet. Quote - with alterations - thanks to Wikipedia. I couldn't rise quite to the level of the original, but sometimes you have to try.