Fellow bloggers, permit me to speak on behalf of as many of you as are like minded. I heard a man diss our craft on BBC on Tuesday, November 18, 2008. He called us untalented amateurs who should leave blogging for professional journalists to do. He keeps a blog himself, ergo, clearly in his elitist mind, he is supremely talented and qualified to blog.
When I blog, I want to write about simple, silly things. I want to create light reads. I did (and do) not set out to write serious stuff. If serious stuff results, it does so by accident. Serious heavy-lid topics are for others (boring people). The world has so many of them, and we’re still where we are – nowhere!
The snotty, poor-competing blogophobe does not live in Burma, China or Zimbabwe. His journalism is not censored; his life unthreatened. In many countries, the only news comes through blogging. It is the only window to lifestyle, culture, humanity. So must we wait for journalists who cannot write because the State hounds them, when ordinary people can still tell a story?
He said literary pieces on farting dogs get more reading on the internet than the serious stuff. I say so be it! Unless he has 101 farting Dalmatians in his living room, it is grand, grand news, and he’s being a hoity-toity hypocrite. The world takes itself too seriously anyway!