In the paper this morning, there was an article about this book on the blogosphere. Apparently the author thinks that we (bloggers) are “isolated and lonely, living in a virtual reality instead of forming real relationships or helping to change the world.” It gets even better. Blogging is “melancholic and illusionary” and the community of support we find is “not real”.
Gee thanks, Mr. Keren, for so glibly dismissing our chosen form of expression and community building.
C’mon though – if this WERE my fantasy world, don’tcha think I could come up with something a little better than this? Not that there’s anything wrong with my life, but I’d at least have created a maid. Or even just a laundry slave. And maybe a lovely little cottage in the woods. And a writing career with a nice big fat contract that meant I never had to do a nine-to-fiver ever again.
And another thing – who says community can’t be real just because we never see each others’ faces? I suppose you think the support we offer each other is inauthentic and “illusionary”.
Oh and I just have to ask – what have YOU done to change the world lately? Please tell me so I can toss aside this senseless blogging and follow your lead. I may be wrong, but I don’t think writing a book about how pathetic other people are counts for “changing the world”.
Maybe you should try blogging for awhile and see if perhaps there is some merit in sharing your thoughts and feelings, getting to know people from other places and other cultures, getting advice on life’s dilemnas, getting inspired by how other people are changing their little corners of the world, and practising the art of expressing yourself through the written word.
But what do I know? I’m just a lonely and isolated blogger living in my melancholy virtual reality.