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Recently, I was surfing the blogosphere, and came across the writings of woman who claimed to enjoy my personal site, as well as the site of another blogger. In writing her reasons for enjoying them, however, she made the observation that she related to the other blogger more because the other blogger was more forthcoming with negative things which occurred in her life than I was at my site. I interpreted author's words to indicate that for her, my blog seemed too "idyllic" (her word) to feel familiar.
Her thoughts ended up staying with me for some time, and I'm not entirely sure why -- although I think my discomfort stemmed from an uneasiness that I might have inadvertently misled my readers into thinking I had a perfect life. I ended up coming clean in a post entitled "Why I Don't Bitch" -- and, further, I defended my decision to keep my site as positive as possible. Once I published it, I felt oddly better.
Oddly better, that is, until today.
Today I read an article in the New York Times entitled The Lonelygirl That Really Wasn't. Apparently, the YouTube phenom "Lonelygirl15" -- ostensibly a young homeschooled girl named "Bree" who uploaded her most intimate thoughts during the past four months -- is really a 20-something actress named Jessica Rose, a graduate of the New York Film Academy. The series of videos was produced by Ramesh Flinders, a screenwriter and filmmaker, and Miles Beckett, a former-doctor-now-filmmaker, and was intended "to be the early serialized version of what eventually will become a movie." And now that the jig is up, people are not pleased.
Frankly? I don't get it.
Does it really matter whether or not this video was truly created by a teenager or not? And if it does matter, what does it say about our own obligations to remain honest on our personal sites? I don't know about you, but for me, my personal site is a form of catharsis -- and as a result, what feels most honest to me is to express the part of myself who looks for the positive in most situations. Is it dishonest of me to refuse to post pictures of myself just getting out of bed in the morning, all crusty and dishevelled? Is it misleading to refrain from ranting on my site when I'm in the middle of a scorching case of PMS, and really, all I feel like doing is screaming? Am I lying when I fail to describe the details of my daughter's latest temper tantrum? And what about, as seems to be the situation in the Lonelygirl case, those of us who use our sites as an expression of our art -- is our "honesty to our medium" invalid simply because most people don't "get it"?
Personally, I'm of the belief that the theory of caveat emptor applies to anything available on the internet -- let the reader beware, everything may not be as it seems. That said, I do see an argument which says that for those of us who have loyal readers who visit our sites daily, common decency mandates that we not betray their trust by being dishonest about who we are. But does that mean I have to be forthcoming about everything?
What say you -- do we, as authors/artists/citizen journalists/whatever, have an obligation to (a) reveal all and/or (b) reveal honestly?
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Contributing Editor Karen Walrond reveals a certain amount of her truth on her personal blog, Chookooloonks.














