As you probably already know, Singapore's first ever blogging "conference" was held at some club DXO thingy on Saturday (Why? Maybe because they wanted to be thought of as "hip and happening"? More on this later) The next day, the Straits Times ran an article on it calling it a big "YAWN", and went on to feature the "sexiest" blogger, "hunkiest" blogger, yadda yadda yadda. The backlash was almost inevitable. "Famous" and not-so-"famous" bloggers slammed the article, saying that they were not there to trump things up to for the media, that they were trying not to be too conspicuous by not having a banner, yadda yadda yadda. Today's Digital Life runs a longer (and slightly less disparaging) feature on blogging and the recent blogging "confererence". I wonder what some of the local bloggers will have to say about it. (Oh apparently some people have already read and written about it)
I say MAKE UP YOUR FUCKING MIND. If you don't want to expose yourself to the media, if you don't really secretly crave all this attention you're undoubtedly going to get from the press, then don't make such a big hoo-haa about a "blogging conference" then later complain that the media were covering the event and they did so in a manner that wasn't what you envisioned. Because I'm fucking sick and tired of all the fucking idiots who on the one hand, want to be "mysterious" and "secretive" and what not, then on the other hand post photoshopped photos of the their various body parts and appendages, with a hint of face showing, just to be "mysterious". Because you know what's worse than a media whore? A media whore who doesn't want to admit it and is a fucking hypocrite about it. Self-denial is sad shit, and there's no bigger proof of it than this following quote from a "famous" blogger: "Now our bloggers seem like real people with real lives and interesting hobbies - not some reluctant reticent introverted geeks that the Sunday Times would have you to believe." I say, wake up and smell the coffee, the sooner you embrace your geekiness, the sooner you will begin to see beyond your false idolatry and all that jazz.
"Blogging idols", "autographs", "endorsements"?? When did blogging become the new IRC? What is all this talk of a hierarchical structure, whereby you have "old time" bloggers and what not? When did blogging make the jump from underground chic to mass-market hype? The answer seems painfully obvious to me. Because I think I went through it once. When this whole blogging thing was still new. Singaporeans have too little to interest them in their daily lives. Suddenly up pops this new "activity" that basically anyone with a computer and decent grammatical skills can partake in, plus the added lure of "mysterious" men and women with blurred photos and supposedly fantastical sex lives, who can resist? Unfortunately, this new-found fame has led to the "famous" bloggers becoming too self-absorbed for their own good, and the influx of consistently boring, stupid and badly written blogs isn't helping the cause. Sure I don't expect everybody to be as eloquent as Popagandhi
, or for everyone to be as unassuming as Delightt
, but you know you have hit absolute rock bottom, when the most redeeming quality about most blogs is the fact that they're an excuse for photoshopped you-know-whats.
Let's face it, anyone who hide behind an online moniker and creates a web page of sort detailing his or her thoughts has already crossed a threshold of geekdom way beyond most normal people (I am actually discounting the fact that there are people doing it solely for narcisstic reasons). Trying to make your boring 9-5 life sound more exciting than it really is only serves to stroke your own e-penis (or e-breasts for the ladies), because then people start trying to be more exciting than the last blog they read, consciously or subconsciously, and then when everybody meets up, you get this whole bunch of geeks who realise that everyone is just as normal as everyone else. Then maybe they try to stroke each other's e-parts by becoming "friends" never mind that the only contact you have with these people is the fact that you've "read their blogs" for the last few months and "shared a couple of drinks at a pub together".
So what was the whole point of this rant? Nothing in particular really. Very few people know of the existence of this site, because I don't go around linking to every which blog out there, or making inane comments for the sole purpose of leaving a URL there. The people who do read it, are the people I know, I care about, and realise that blogging is not about readership, or fame, or even badly photoshopped body parts. But hey, whatever floats your boat mate.