A totally real photo of me Jeffery Simpson the famous blogger.
Link via Beyond Robson [br].
To be filed in the “completely too ironic interview” catagory, is this article on local internet celebrities, including Jennifer Lowther. I’m not quite sure if Lowther knew how oddly clueless this was going to come off when she was talking to the Vancouver Sun [vs]. I don’t know her, I’ve never met her so it’s hard for me to judge exactly what she was thinking when she agreed to talk about how famous she is because of being on the internet.
I will say however that if you’re going to sit for an interview where you basically complain about the troubles of being “famous” thanks to your blog, Twitter and so forth aren’t you kind of asking for it? Especially when you let the newspaper, which let’s face it still has a print run that rivals any local blogs, post a picture of you?
It’s a very meta-picture, because you can see the cameraman in reflection, it’s like a comment on how ‘net celebs get cyber.. not stalked. But you know have people who follow them on Twitter.
And please someone explain to me this from Rob Cottingham talking about being a celebrity within your own circle, “”More interesting than the people who become instant celebrities are the people who become famous in a particular niche or within their own social networks. When you are able to rise to a level of prominence but just among the people you know.” So when you become so famous that people who already knew you, know you, that’s real fame?
Back to Lowther, “People can know a ton about your life and you have no idea who they are.”
I really wish that emoticons were a respetable manner of conveying yourself in blog posts, rather than something used by tweens on Jonas Brothers’ fan boards. If they were I’d use one of those smiley faces that shows deadpan blinking.
Is this really the stuff of newspaper articles in 2009? I mean in 1999 I would have thought that this was all self-evident. If you write a lot about yourself online then sometimes people are going to read it. If you write a lot about yourself in the stalls of public toliets, some people are going to read it.
Now I’d blame this on the article’s writer Gillian Shaw, but from the (very few) conversations I’ve ever had with her (on Twitter / shock / horror) she doesn’t seem like she’s completely out to lunch. Having written for tech for a daily city newspaper myself, not in Vancouver don’t bother guessing which, I have to say that this is probably not her fault. By the time something filters up (or down) to the people who assign and approve stories often as a tech writer you kind of know that the world has moved onto something else but money is money. Especially in this economy.
Now excuse me I have to go out wearing dress slacks and a pair of Crocs. Oh my God, I hope nobody tweets about it. Don’t worry, I only wrote it on this blog not in a bathroom stall.