morgueville,heartland living.

was reading this from mandy's blog.
which kinda made me laugh. wonder where she got this article from. but it is amusing.

true-blue bloggers of yesteryears. woooah. speaks like a real-spirited blogger. anyway. this guy who wrote it must have been some veteran blogger who have been seriously marked down by the increasingly popular online journal writers. or perhaps, himself or herself, got involved in some online splat. bah. who cares anyway. but anyway there are some parts of it seemed true. do these bloggers suffers from low self-esteem? gawd. reading this article has made me feel as if i'm really that pathetic cos i'm, like, gazillions of other bloggers in this world, actually owns a blog.

guess to each his own. but i realised having a blog initially, was to serve a purpose as for being an arena to rant about. being a novice computer literate i was previously, the excitement to see something which i had typed, published for the world to see became a novelty. but the novelty died out before i could say 'fad'. i just typed as when i felt like it. if i was to be like the true blue bloggers of the yesteryears and kept my blogs private and to myself, i might as well do not even bother to type it on my keyboard, and instead write it on a foolscap. had a friend who started having a blog after i introduced him to. he came telling me how he felt like it was his duty to write on his blog everyday. it almost became a routine. as if it was some sort of a fansite. there was a time when i, too, felt like i must update my entries for the small pool of people who actually access to it. it's just a novelty for novice bloggers that i once was. then it occured to me that i do not read my blogmates' entries religiously anyway. so it became something that is really for myself to read. others can choose to read them or if you roll your eyes when you read my entries, just roll. i'm not going to give a damn anyway. it's my blog.

and i wouldn't want people to judge me from reading my blog. not that i want to be judged. but my point is, does your blog really say who you really are in real life? what is so true about the internet these days anyway? anyone can post anything they want in cyberworld. we learnt from project work lectures that we must know from its source whether a resource can be trusted and in turn use them. do you really know the person whom you are reading his or her blogs? appearence versus reality. i have blogmates whom i do not even know. yet i like reading their blogs simply because i like reading it. not as if i'm going to know them. who's going to stop me? like who am i stopping from reading my blog? i do admit there are blogmates whom i do not really bother reading their's. ya, like they gonna use a dagger to threaten me. it's a free world down here at the internet.

seriously, blogging are just in the name of good clean fun. so what does blogging really means? ego masturabation? life's-a-bitch soap operas? for blogger-traditionalists? the thing is: who cares?
judging a person seems to be one of the major flaws in society these days. why can't we live by seeing the goodness in people rather than their flaws? worse, by judging them. seeing one's goodness is something that hardly anyone practise. it is very sad. even i myself, as i'm saying this, am ashamed of the fact that i hardly practise it at all. it is a virtue that was never taught in moral education. and, while we judge them, have we ever tried to know why are they like that?

there are really, gazillions of other blogs in the world to read. just randomly click them from here. i'm sure there are a wide variety of blogs to read rather than those generally bland, tasteless ones of insipid contents. it is, afterall, a free world down here at the internet. like this guy can post his practical criticism of today's blogging, i can post my comments too. like how other people who love ranting about their new roxy dress or whatever.

c'on. give these bloggers a break.