It's all mainstream now
The fact that my mom brought up blogs in normal conversation and the fact that she actually knows what one is, well--it goes to show you they're now mainstream. Like it or not. I can write my fingers to the bone online and it's no longer hip, cool, or geeky. It's just plain normal. Which sorta sucks.
Point two in all of this is our differences in blogging etiquette. As with things said aloud, my mom believes we should watch what we say online. The "world" can see it. I, on the other hand, believe we should be able to write what we want. Just know the consequences. And the hard fact, that yes, anyone can read this very blog. But no one is forcing them to. So, if you don't like what I have to say, don't read.
My mom has a point--if you are going to offend someone, and don't want them to know what you said, the blogs not the place to vent the frustration. It's common sense. But I say, hey, I write whatever the hell I want these days, and you can always click away. Then again, it's not like I blog about my sex life. Or how I feel about that time when I was 12 and I was a bit embarrassed by bra shopping with my mom (she yelled my size through a dressing room full of women. Some of whom I knew. Like my teachers). But look! Now I just did. And I'll likely hear about it tomorrow.
My point? It's weird my mom knows about blogs. And that yes, there should be some common sense about what you write on these things. But I am also one who has my name attached to the blog, it's URL and God knows what else. If you want to vent, I am all for creating an anonymous blog. Mystery is good. And so is some good ole fashion bitching. It can save your sanity and tons of therapist bills.
Point two in all of this is our differences in blogging etiquette. As with things said aloud, my mom believes we should watch what we say online. The "world" can see it. I, on the other hand, believe we should be able to write what we want. Just know the consequences. And the hard fact, that yes, anyone can read this very blog. But no one is forcing them to. So, if you don't like what I have to say, don't read.
My mom has a point--if you are going to offend someone, and don't want them to know what you said, the blogs not the place to vent the frustration. It's common sense. But I say, hey, I write whatever the hell I want these days, and you can always click away. Then again, it's not like I blog about my sex life. Or how I feel about that time when I was 12 and I was a bit embarrassed by bra shopping with my mom (she yelled my size through a dressing room full of women. Some of whom I knew. Like my teachers). But look! Now I just did. And I'll likely hear about it tomorrow.
My point? It's weird my mom knows about blogs. And that yes, there should be some common sense about what you write on these things. But I am also one who has my name attached to the blog, it's URL and God knows what else. If you want to vent, I am all for creating an anonymous blog. Mystery is good. And so is some good ole fashion bitching. It can save your sanity and tons of therapist bills.
