Tuesday, January 16, 2007

To Blog or not to Blog

Judith Evans Thomas

Over the last week our Working Stiffs' group has started to investigate the pros and cons of blogging. Not that there are many cons because we're a group of writers with day jobs who like to hear our own voices and listen to others as well. It's fun for us, but is it meaningful to the blogosphere?

We don't blog about Brittany Spears fashion blunders, Donald Trump and Rosie O'Donnell's latest war of words, Angelina Jolie and Brad Pitt's ever so puky love life, or even Kevin Federline's iffy talent. We take the high road and explore real life from the working stiff's front. But does that bring readers? What are blogs really meant to do? I contend that they are no more than any other form of entertainment.

We, the American people, are voyeurs, and what better way to be one than by reading someone's blog. In print, with no editorial input, we bloggers reveal shocking, or boring, aspects of our lives that intrigue other voyeurs who hopefully have more boring and not more shocking lives.

In this blog alone, I have revealed my opinion on Hollywood icons, Brittany Spears, Donald Trump, Rosie O'donnell and Kevin Fedderline. Might I also opine on Madonna, George Clooney, Brad Pitt, and Greta Garbo. Stay tuned. What is your voyeuristic trigger? I want to know. Then I'll blog for you.


Anonymous said...

George Clooney? Did someone say George Clooney? (Sound of heart thumping).

Anonymous said...

I am so sick of Brittany and Fed-Ex and don't get me started on Anna Nicole Smith! Donald and Rosie were mildly amusing at first, but as with all celebrity hype, it's gotten very old very fast.

For some reason, Brad and Angelina don't get on my last nerve...unlike Tom and Katy. Talk about puky! Blah.

My personal favorite celeb (Johnny Depp) has managed to find a way to crawl under the radar and avoid all the mayhem. But he had to move to France to accomplish it.

And, yeah, Joyce, George ain't bad either.

Anonymous said...

My new heartstopper is a group of male opera singers crossing over into pop music. They call themselves Il Divo. Each one is more handsome than the next and they all have magnificent voices. www.ildivo.com

They are giving George a run for the money in my fantasy life.