Blogs - A Writer’s Guilty Pleasure
I’ve always been guilty of being elitista-obscurista… And though I may not be as judgmental as others with bandwagon issues (in that at least I try something before I diss it), I’ve never really taken blogging and the whole livejournal subculture seriously.
Exhibit A:
Me: “Really? You’re a writer? Where can I see your work?”
Someone: “Oh check out my blog at poser.blogspot.com”
Me: (to self, not spoken out loud) “Pffffft….you’re a writer coz you’re a blogger? *put snarky mental snicker here*”
There are too many idiots as it is who get published in “proper” media of the written word like newspapers and magazines. And “bloggers”…gawd, to me they were the worst of poseurs coz, hell, they’d get published with no editorial process whatsoever (all they’d need was their url to get passed on). Don’t get me wrong, I actually used to have a personal blog. But then the blog boom began, and suddenly everyone was a blogger. Just like how everyone’s now a writer.
“I’m a writer.” Oh yeah? Well so are the idiots who caption the metro pages. And hell they get paid more than I ever will. Imagine how a sun-baked surfer-to-the-core La Union local would feel if she ran into some chick who called herself a surfer coz she bought the latest Billabong rash guard since it looked so swank in “the ultimate surfing movie, Blue Crush!” Or Perez Hilton’s pallor if someone claimed to be THE source of showbiz news just because she religiously watches The Buzz. Or diehard Tolkien fans losing a vital organ after someone who’s never picked up a book until Harry Potter suddenly proclaims himself as a “fantasy literati.” Oh and this is by far the worst: pa-angst artsy farts going the atheist route just coz they wear black and happen to quote Nietzsche’s popular (yet often taken-out-of-context) line “God is dead.” (The complete quote goes something like “God is dead and we have killed him,” and was a social commentary more on how the church had become institutionalized and politicized. I say if one is gonna pose, konting effort naman. Ang dali-dali nang magpanggap ngayon, just Wiki it! Geez!)
Anyway, my general disdain for “blogging” as a recognized platform for the written word can be summed by this awesome exerpt from Californication:
Radio Show Host: “What’s your latest obsession? ”
Hank Moody: “Just the fact that people seem to be getting dumber and dumber. You know, I mean we have all this amazing technology and yet computers have turned into basically four figure wank machines. The internet was supposed to set us free, democratize us, but all it’s really given us is Howard Dean’s aborted candidacy and 24 hour a day access to kiddie porn. People… they don’t write anymore, they blog. Instead of talking, they text, no punctuation, no grammar: LOL this and LMAO that. You know, it just seems to me it’s just a bunch of stupid people pseudo-communicating with a bunch of other stupid people at a proto-language that resembles more what cavemen used to speak than the Queen’s English.”
Radio Show Host: “Yet you’re part of the problem, I mean you’re out there blogging with the best of them. ”
Hank Moody: “Hence my self-loathing.”
But alas, amidst the convolution of Facebook, Multiply, and what not, this writer has come to appreciate the straightforward simplicity of the blog page. Plus I’ve been bitten really bad by the HTML bug…damn those widgets and customizable CSS codes. Can’t. Stop.
Hence my self-loathing.
Ciao!
P.S. In short, huli lang talaga sa uso ang lola niyo, hahahaha!
One thing I dislike when people tell me that they have an online journal is when I start reading it, it’s pretty obvious that they’re putting in entries because they know someone would be reading it. I know that some people actually make a good money out of blogging and I’m not against it. I don’t know if it makes sense but somehow it destroys the idea of a journal. Most would take out the raw emotions and put in something that the general viewers (those that would check their blogs from time to time) would like.
I like the way you like. Keep on rockin’!
Comment by Zhai — April 7, 2008 @ 4:34 pm
Awww…thanks! Yes, it does make sense, what you said about the idea of a journal getting destroyed when you write it for the sake of others… I guess people blog for a variety of reasons, though. I know I put up my first blog because it was more convenient than lugging around my two-year-old Insular Life planner of a journal, haha! But written journals are still my first love. Yung pagod after a long makabag-damdaming rant? Ay, fantabulous! I also put up another blog which I sent only to friends…at least that’s more controllable than Facebook or Friendster… I yet again put up another blog for me and the guy I was seeing. It was a nice way to communicate stuff that isn’t easy to say, and you could be more creative with it than email. Tapos automatically documented na! Although, I must say, this here in femalenetwork is about the only blog of mine that’s “public”
And no matter how many more blogs I put up, for me, even the most personalized blog can never replace my worn-out journal, post-it notes that date all the way back from college, and old love letters gathering dust in my room 
Comment by Emma C. — April 8, 2008 @ 10:09 pm