Wednesday, April 27, 2005
pay it forward
i just read through my last post, and realise how spoiled and anal retentive i sound. i have this thing about reading and re-reading previous entries. i read my journal ( the paper and lead-pencil version 3.0) like a storybook. its so narcisstic, i know. exactly the sort of navel gazing that i accuse bloggers, of which i now am one, of. actually, its quite unbelievable, but i've become converted within.. a week. yes, okay, the fort of meaningless resistance against digital decadence has indeed crumbled. i admit that i still harbor old-fashioned elistist views-- its so much less romantic to be pouring out your soul in ariel font on a glowing screen, than scrawling on bound paper. but blogging somehow suits me quite, as i've strangely come to realise. the idea of having a space, albiet and virtual one, and the distant possiblity of someone other than yourself actually making meaning out of what you wrote, its actually intriguing in a kind of perverse way. i mean admit it, the stuff you don't want people to know most is usually the stuff you want to write a starr report about. what did i just say? cripes i am so 1998.anyway, courtesy of my little blogging forray with idea factory, i've come to learn alot of new things about blogging that i didn;t know before. did you know that they use it to keep dementia and alzheimers patients "intellectually active"? and that conservative uk politicians turn it into some online opinion and support group, complete with all these cutesy illustrations that make politics seem so benign and ntuc-income-like? and that some guy called will richardson and gang use it big time in schools? ( assesment: 10% oral presentation, 20% essay, 20% blog, you get the idea). so basically its pretty much more than a collection of interlinked self-pity-cesspools, of which i am now part. cool. newly part, let me emphasize. which kinda explains why there aren't those linky things on all the names i've mentioned above, so you can click on them and they change color and you get to the site in question. wow i sound like some caveman, or alien giving a report. like robert lepage in la cache de la lune, which is an absolutely wonderful and eccentric film and you should watch it. oh yes and did i mention that someone claims blogging is an art? okay that one i'm not so sure of. like then anything can be art. and then we go into the question of What Is Art, which is worthy of a thesis and about 6 hours of mr chia's art history lesson, so lets stop here and leave it to the kids. its quite funny cos this blog was supposed to be an experiment of sorts- the blog about the blog, that's what it was supposed to be. a purely intellectual, (re)percive, ideate, ____ ( pls fill in other ideafactory jargon) activity, and totally detatched from me. author to assume false identity. write about my-so-called-life. attract worldwide attention, start smoozelling ( what a cool word! go ahead, say it!) around with mr brown and xiaxue. but well, being me, i couldn;t keep it up. you just want to start telling the bloody truth, especially if you're gonna sacrifice a whole 10 minutes of battery, connection time, brain power and a very satisfying and truthful lead-pencil journal entry just to do it. the sheer opportunity cost of a lie. geez i'll make such a FANTASTIC lawyer.
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