Internet rubbernecking.
I'm guilty of it.
You might be too.
Just like real life, driving along the highway, traffic slows to a crawl, and you find yourself decrying those nosy, nosy fuckers 18 cars in front of you who insist on oogling the vehicular carnage as they pass. Then comes your turn to creep by, and instead of maintaining a constant speed out of courtesy for the bazillion drivers behind you, you do it. Right foot shifts from gas to brake-tap, tap, tap- eyes drift to the left (or right), and the rest of your face follows slowly. Before you realize the crime you've committed, you become one of those nosy, nosy fuckers oogling the vehicular carnage.
Same rules apply to the internet, and all this blog lurking of which we are so heinously guilty. Yes, yes you too, because if you're reading this, and haven't made known your presence, than you too my friend, are a lurker.
But I digress.
What started as a simple plea for pray has become this clusterfuck of unadulterated adoration, bordering on celebrity for the internet's favorite Jesus-Loving, organic-eating, sometimes-cloth-diapering mommy blogger. You know who I'm talking about. And I'm guilty of it too, don't get me wrong.
I just wanna know how it happened. I mean, I'm sucked in same as you, and I only have a furbaby. Recipes - meh, good but could be found almost anywhere. Photography lessons - again, easily accessible on the web. Her cute kids with their ridiculous nicknames - okay, I'll give you that. You can ONLY find adorable children with fast food internet names over there.
She's preachy, and commercial. She's still funky, fresh, and lets face it, really fucking cool - most of the time. But her Old testament devotion to her husband, her nauseating use of alliteration, advert-saturated homepage, and utter insistence of use of those Godforsaken nicknames drive me up a wall, as I'm sure it does you.
Yet, I get her blog updates everyday. I read them everyday. I'm addicted, and I can't help myself.
So I ask, what's the appeal? Why do we keep going back for more? What is with this voyeuristic tendency, Blogshpere?
Don't all speak up at once now.
2 years ago
1 comment:
Perfectly said. I wish she totally sucked, then I could really bash. And, she peppers her blog with just enough fanatical wifely-submission that I'm creeped out (and offended), and I can't legitimately like her. But, then why do I check her blog, like, four times a day? Maybe because she posts so much that at any time of day, stalkers (like you and me) could find ourselves rewarded with a little nugget of her life.
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