I read a report in The Times yesterday, at the doctors, I've given up on buying it and returned to The Guardian (it's like moving to a different planet - the view of the world it gives is so utterly different). Anyway, the Times were reporting some on some study about blogs that says that everyone has a blog these days and teens spend 4 hours a week on their blogs. Nothing very exciting. It was probably funded by advertising. Anyway, I read quite a few blogs and sometimes I wonder what the point of it all is. Some people have a funny writing style, which I admire, some are informative. But some are (and I don't mean to be rude here) rather superficial.
There seems to be a lot of comment out there on the following subjects: celebrities, especially Britney Spears, Madonna, Paris Hilton, reality tv "stars", reality tv, sportsplayers (usually accompanied by pictures of them in their underwear or naked), "hot" men (again, pictured naked, and all with shaved identikit bodies, the same abs, the same tousled hair, the same tanned skin tone), comments about how people look, especially their weight, comments about the latest celebrity scandal, what we saw on tv last night, along with the minutiae of people's lives.
I guess I'm guilty (if that's the word) of the same thing, though I try to avoid putting up pictures of hot guys, even though I know it'd increase my readership. There's something a bit creepy about those sites - not only are the models all so similar and obviously air-brushed that I feel they erase what Dove call "real beauty", whatever that is, they also force sexuality on us, and make us focus on people as sex objects first and foremost.
I guess my point is not that these people are superficial - but that their blogs are. When did we all suddenly turn into Heat magazine? I don't read blogs for information. I get plenty of that at work. But I do look for original thinking, wit, good writing, pieces that make me feel something real, something that matters. And you know what? Britney Spears does not matter. There I said it. There's no going back now...