Wouldn’t it be a trip to have a book of the Bible named after you? All you Matthew, Mark, Luke and Johns know how cool it is, as do some of you Ruth, Esther and Nehemiahs. There ain’t no Book of Hansi, or gospel according to Saint Hansi. Maybe if my parents would have named me Deuteronomy, I wouldn’t be in such a quandary.
What if our whole world went up in smoke? The ‘unthinkable’ happened, and all that survived of that holocaust was my (or maybe your ) blog. And, having lost all knowledge of the past regarding the arts and sciences, your blog (or better yet, my blog) became revered as the definitive source of all knowledge and wisdom. To be studied, and copied in monasteries by following generations. If your blog survived (which is unlikely), there could be rival factions, each claiming to hold the truth according to their blogger.
As societies started to rebuild, and reclaim lost knowledge, they could marginalize ‘the other’, leading to divisions and eventually wars over which Blog contained the truth. Quite a novel idea. The novel I stole it from was “A Canticle For Leibowitz” by Walter Miller Jr. I don’t think there’s a Book of Leibowitz in the Bible.