Swifty, Writing

Right, I've always been rather detached when it comes to being online. Despite my fiery nature in real life, I am usually very emotionless while surfing on the internet. Contrary to what I said about my love life (which, to those not used to subtleties and ironies, was meant to be a parody of 'emo bloggers whining about love lives with people they met online just to get sympathy' entries, while the ones before were 'angsty blogger who hates everything' entries.), I seriously don't put too much emotional investment upon people I've only met online.

The only moment when I was rather displeased with an event that has ever occurred to me on the internet was this matter with Raywing. But it was NEVER what he said online to me that irked me, I was merely disgusted with the fact that a person at the age of 28 would waste THAT MUCH TIME on online flame wars. Or perhaps I'm just jealous that sometimes, people have too much free time in their hands, while I, on the other hand, has to do all kinds of productive things in order to achieve dreams and ambitions. So yeah, I guess I was indeed jealous that I wasn't some random guy who could sit on his ass on night in front of the computer getting involved in flame wars on the internet and NOT feeling dirty about it.

However, it IS sellout week, so I should really be lowering my intelligence, stop taking the high road, get off my high horse, and start getting down low and dirty with some petty little affairs like, say, blog wars. I didn't follow everything, so I am rather confused. Now, let's do some gossipmonging.

In Malaysia blogosphere: I assume there was some 'nasty' back-and-forth between Vincent and Shaolintiger, then Minishorts speaking out, then Kimberlycun jumping at Minishorts, then Vincent via Minishorts saying that it was a lesson in starting fake flame wars, which was later duplicated in his own blog entry. I am still lost with what has happened. *shrugs* perhaps everyone's backslapping one another in celebration now for the sudden spike in traffic thanks to the blog war. My indifference had cost me the chance to get involved in some blogwhoring of my own. Oh, and much-maligned problogger Kahsoon treatens to sue Rojaks. Oh, and Nicole Hu threatens to sue Kahsoon.

In Singapore blogosphere: Didn't really pay attention to it until recently. But lemme see, Dawn Yang craze remains. Xialanxue, after spending most of the time obsessing over Xiaxue, congratulated Dawn Yang for acquiring the contract, and decided to shift his/her/its attention to the girl. Rabble rouser? Champion of justice? Or just mere exploitation for traffic? Will Xialanxue becomes DawnlanYang soon? Such ambiguity. My sold out mind is incapable of such complexities. If I were more involved in Singapore's blogosphere, I might be more knowledgeable regarding this area, but alas, I wasn't really fully aware of them until I was Tomorrow'd sometime last month.

So right, I might even want to look more into the blogospheres in other countries, but since the likes of China and America are more into content-based blogs instead of personal blogs like over here, I have decided that the best way to appeal myself to the masses is to sink to the pits of mediocrity and continue dumbing down my own content. And therefore draw attention to the blogger himself via clowning and drama queening.

After all, aren't people more interested in gossip, where I speak about stuff everybody who spends most of their time reading blogs are already aware of? It's so much more interesting than sharing my personal insight about things that I care for, like hitting the 25000 mark in NaNoWriMo, my personal frustrations I got from my indie filmmaking efforts, the latest news in the Hollywood industry, the NBA, the awesome Steven Erikson book 'Midnight Tides' I'm reading now. So, fuck personal principles, fuck artistic integrity, this blog is ALL ABOUT crass commercialism now.

... At least for another few days.

Some choice quotes from supportive real-life friends after I sold out.

Sebastian Ng: Why the hell did you gay up your blog?
Me: I'm selling out.
Sebastian Ng: You selling out is like Tom Hanks demanding to have a threesome sex scene before the camera just to shake off his nice guy image.
Me: Yup.

Me: I'm selling out.
Lune: Not the first time.
Me: That's true.

Once 'Swifty Sells Out Week' is over, I will miss the days when I, for seven days, embraced mediocrity.