hyperblogged

sorry. another entry but i've GOT to write this down. i can't stand this.

i still have a few articles to finish off but being in my emotional state of mind, i didn't really feel like writing so i surfed most of the morning away [yes, i may be a tech noob but i'm good at surfing].

and i realized, oh my god. i think asia [malaysia, singapore, indonesia and hk in particular] is turning into hyperblogged-land. a land of bimbos. a fantasy utopia of decadence.

did you know that i've actually been to events where people introduce some as, "oh, she/he's a blogger". as if that's a job! and YES! there ARE people who claim to be full-time bloggers and that's all they do. i also had friends confiding to me how they detest people who come to their boutiques and restaurants [yes, my friends are entrepreneurs] and claim they're bloggers and therefore deserve a diva treatment otherwise .... they'll 'bad write' them. oh come on! grow up please.

i've noticed this trend last year but upon returning this year, it has escalated to an out-of-proportion-and-control state. this morning, looking at the amount of blogs, nonsensical blogs full of pop-up stuff and advertised to death, i can't help but grimace.

somewhere, some time ago, advertisers and marketing wizards decided to tap into this blogging business and pay people to put ads and write about their products. naive and clueless us [human beings] who have been craving the 5 minutes fame and a poke at limelight snatched up the opportunites for money and publicity. and now, blogs run rampant.

true. there are definitely great blogs where i visit and read because i find their style of writing truly refreshing and ingenius.

but there are also babblings and ramblings that are just a disgrace to the beauty called language and art. and some! the more ridiculous and obscene pictures you put up, the more hits you get. or, the bitchier and more 'gossipy' you are, the more advertisers pay you. i can easily name 5 off the top of my head now. and just thinking about the page makes me dizzy [and no, i'm not going to mention them by name because i do not want them hyperlinked to me].

yes. to each its own.

who am i to judge a person's fantasy and definition of style but where is the balance?