On Oprah the other day they were doing a show on people who were working on selling things for really really cheap so that they would be available to everyone, and the lady of Sex in the City was on there and saying that we don't pay attention to important things... I have a very hard time not thinking about important things. Like Britany Spears for instance. I look at her and I think, "Oh no, not again, why can't they leave her alone" and then I start thinking about the overarching ramifications of a society that is terminally obsessed with one another's personal lives to a degree that it really isn't healthy. How this is the unintended consequence of the information age and now that information is so readily available that the trivia becomes amassed in greater and greater numbers and that the paparazzi invasion of life is necessarily more extensive since, more than ever before, there is a demand for that kind of gossip and that maybe there really isn't any way to stop something like that, but, if there isn't a way to stop it then how can a person in the spotlight ever hope to cope with that kind of attention?

Is it the future of our nation that all people in important or public relations positions will have to be under the constant strain of cameramen and waspish newspeople? We have this new sense of nobility, this new "red scare" where anyone who doesn't want to answer a question is suddenly somebody who has something to hide! What if I get into a position where I don't want to answer a question like: "What do you think about Gay Marriage" (a question, by the way, that will only end in tears... even if you agree with the person you are talking with) and they say, "Why don't you want to answer that question? Do you hate Gays?" and I'm like "W-what? No! That's a stupid question, that's all! I thought you were interviewing me about my book" and then there will be this awful picture on YouTube of me that looks like I'm a deer caught in headlights and they'll say something like, "The question that you won't get Jinyu to answer" and I'll be like *expletative* why do they care?!!?

Then you think, "I wonder how frequently people communicated and expressed their opinions before the information age? Have people been communicating less on a personal basis, not because their actual communication has gone down, but the amount of things that they actually want to say are really just split between what they say on the computer and what they tell people in real life?" I mean, you go up to someone and you are like, "Hey what did you do over Winter Break" and then they tell you and you are about to tell them what YOU did over Winter Break and they wave it away saying, "Oh, I read it all on your blog". You say, "..." I mean, these sorts of things cut the amount of times that you can retell the same boring stories by six-fold! Our communication is easier and faster, thus leading to more awkward silences than ever before! That makes me feel a little better because that means there is a reason for actually having all these awkward silences outside of the fact that I am a conversational retard and then I remember: none of my friends actually know where my blog is! .... Jinyu=LAME! Which... could all be shallow, but then again, if that's STILL shallow, then what manner of depth are these other people thinking at? AHHH!!!!

In conclusion, I'm going back to school soon and that should be fun. I do have a lot to pack still, though, since I bought, like, a billionty books (one really neat one on spelling by-the-by) and I brought down all of my clothes (again) to wash... thusly, I will have to bring them all back up! I should have some cool stories though, like, I sprained my ankle for the first time in my life! W007! Nothing like an injury story to spark conversation, is what I say. Also, I made some new gloves, which, I hope, will spark some conversation as well! If worse comes to worse... I suppose I could just monologue at them ^_^.

XD. can i read ur nanowrimo essay?
» renaye on 2008-01-11 09:04:10

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