The Shallow, the Exhibitionists and the High-Maintenance
Sunday, September 7, 2008 at 03:50PM You know what? I don’t get bloggers sometimes. As a fellow blogger I understand that whatever I post can potentially be read by my boss, fellow co-workers, and family members – whatever. The point to remember is that if you don’t want it printed on the front page of the national paper, don’t write it, right?
Blogging requires some talent in writing. But, I don’t care how talented the average person may be, it is extremely difficult to portray the right sentiment within text. Usually emotion and expression is not translated well, as anyone can attest to who has read a questionable email and pondered, “Did that bitch really mean to make it sound so condescending?” Most likely, the usual sarcasm is lost because text is so – well, TEXT.
At times, when we blog about the mundane, you HAVE to exaggerate to make it seem MILDLY entertaining. Otherwise, you just have a dry recount of how Vin & I painted the living room, rather than the plot consisting of conflict (oh my gosh, how do I choose colors based on ONE SQUARE INCH SWATCH?!), suspense (HOLY CRAP, that’s red! Is it going to be okay?!), and finally, the climax… (ah… it’s JUST perfect!).
And, at times, when one blogs, perhaps the personalities of the people are hidden in that dry humor and the blog creates characters unto themselves who people are interested in. It is oft times the alter-ego appears as an all-knowing narrator and can write with such charisma, grabs the readers into returning again and again. No matter if the material they’re reading is as dumb as a work-related rant or idiot-provoked dumb neighbor story. Or, the favorites – furious writing about a retail incident. Never blog angry!
But what I don’t get are the bloggers who I wonder if are truly the shallow, exhibitionist, high-maintenance ego-maniacal people they blog to be. Look at that, a made-up word that I just verbed. Is verbed a word? Well, it is now. Anyway… But, yeah. Are they?
Take into consideration Exhibit A) (I’d link the actual website, but I don’t believe in passive aggressive defaming of one’s on-line character, so it’ll be done here, in non-mentioned passive aggressive fashion), if you will. To us, first impressions are everything. From body language, to attire, to facial expressions and inflections in the voice – Vin & I are very keen on picking up every tiny idiosyncrasy one may have no control over and WE JUDGE THEM FOR IT. Actually, I’m probably speaking for myself here, I JUDGE THEM FOR IT. Vin always gives people the benefit of the doubt.
Exhibit A, is someone who feels like she is the online world’s answer to Oprah. She’ll tell you the latest and greatest on all types of skin care (I admit, I did this recently as a review-only), overdress for a Renaissance Revival dinner and then bitch about how horrid it is (despite her husband’s desire to attend) as if this makes her a) funny, b) interesting or c) educated, despite being a lawyer. Yes, she’s a lawyer. She also feels she needs to post pictures of herself performing Pilates exercises so you know to properly do them (as if we’re too stupid to let A PROFFESIONAL WITH A PROFESSIONALLY PRODUCED DVD tell us) and also be let in on her secret to skinny-ness. And, just to prove how shallow and materialistic she could be, she offers you a sneak-peek into the many fashion forward (see, Nieman-Marcus) trend-victims she portrays herself to be with a side bar of expensive things her husband must buy her. MUST. Oh, and here’s one for the Hallmarks of Exhibitionism: a daily post about just what is in her purse (with pictures!) and what is in her shower (with pictures!). Apparently she’s never been stalked. Or, perhaps she wishes she was so interesting as to be stalked she’d write them love letters. She attempts to provide helpful hints as though she is the unoriginal Martha Stewart (okay, even MORE unoriginal then the original Martha Stewart) and spread the wealth of knowledge such as: how to pack for a long vacation. Uh, huh. So basically, she regurgitates every article ever posted by Cosmopolitan and takes credit for it. As if we can’t figure out how to save space in luggage for a trip. Well, since we’re not all narcissistic, shallow, high-maintenance ego maniacs who NEED seven bags just for makeup, 8 bags just for dresses and 2 bags just for hair appliances I think your knowledge IS A WASTE OF BANDWIDTH.
Then, there is Exhibit B. From a woman, to other women – here is one rule of thumb to consider when experiencing the miracles of pregnancy. Just because YOU are fascinated by it, does not mean everyone in the world wishes to hear about every excretement your body is dripping, every weird sensation you are experiencing, what the fetus looks like at this point inside your uterus or what you and your gyno discussed on your last appointment. Look, you didn’t think to provide anyone any details at all of the conception of the child, nor do we need know what is going on with your body since. That was very intimate thing for you and your partner to experience – let’s keep it that way. Unless someone is directly involved with the rearing or birthing of this child no one else needs to know or, cares – we’re just too polite to tell you to shut up.
Exhibit B is a woman who feels necessary to air any dirty laundry she, her husband or her child possess. From arguments about how she and her things are more important than her husband’s and his things, to how she cries from said argument down the street feeling like an idiot that people are staring (really? What else did you think they’d do?!), to how her child isn’t as developed as others in her mommy group (and not thinking it has anything do with her, but rather her husband’s genes), and finally to yes – all things about her pregnancies.
Fascinating people. Really. So, you might think, what makes you so different Skinny Monkey? The truth is – nothing, other than we severely filter and offer discretion. There is no precociousness in how we post – if you’re interested, great! If not, sod off. But mostly, the front page to our blog is for our family and friends who we don’t get to see as often as we like, for people who don’t get to catch up with as much as we would like. There is no megahorn attached at our mouths for attention. We do not provide information as if you’re too stupid to figure out things on your own. If we’ve tried something, we offer a review so that one who is doing research on said thing, whether it is a movie or a product, can have a more educated decision when choosing. We don’t assume you need someone to tell you what to buy because you couldn’t survive if your ancestors hadn’t discovered fire or the wheel.
So, with that being said have you caught on to our diabolical plan yet? The front page is for rainbows and wagging puppy dog tails. The rest, especially this page – is all about our sarcastic cynicism! Welcome!
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