As you all know, the world is ending tomorrow. So if there’s anything on your bucket lists that you really want to accomplish, then you might as well go ahead and do it.
So I figure that I might as well take this time to go ahead and do something I have never done before on this blog — admit that I was wrong about something.
The fun thing about writing an obscure blog that not too many people read — an “indie blog” as some may call it (and by “some” I just mean “me”) — is that you can pretty much say anything you want without any repercussions. I have the free reign to mock any celebrities, or any human who recently came into public eye for doing something stupid, and I do not have to worry about them retaliating in any way. So I take many liberties when I blog. I mercilessly judge people, I generalize, and I exaggerate. I also say things about people that I would never say to them in real life. But it’s all for comedic purposes. Nothing more, nothing less. My primary goal is to entertain.
Again, that is the beauty of blogging — the anonymity, and the ability to shield yourself behind a computer screen.
However, every now and then, somebody will come along and put you in your place. Well, that happened to me today.
Yesterday I blogged about a situation that went viral on some sport/pop culture blogs about a 23-year-old female who made a bet about a football game. Upon losing the bet, she stripped down to her bra and panties and posted a photograph of it online. It was a courageous act of boldness, no doubt, but also an act that I made light of. I labeled the girl — named Erin Willett — as an attention whore.
Still don’t remember her? Well it was this picture:
Which has been all over the Internet the past few days. And that I have now posted twice in two days.
Did I actually know whether Ms. Willett is an attention whore? Of course I didn’t. How could I? I don’t know her. But again, when you write a blog, you can ignore that and pretty much say whatever you want. I mean, it’s not like Erin Willett was somehow going to read what I wrote. Right?
This morning I read a comment on the blog post from none other than Erin Willett herself. It was quite a shameful yet momentous event. Up until that point, I did not know that the Weinblog was significant enough to warrant that much attention.
Well anyway, Erin, having read what I wrote, took the opportunity to berate me for my rash generalizations and my quick judgments. To be honest, there was no question she was right — so my first instinct wasn’t to defend myself, but to discover if this was in fact the real Erin Willett. It’s pretty easy to impersonate people over the Internet these days.
So I emailed her back to verify if it was her, and it turned into a multiple email exchange. What caught my eye about Ms. Willett was that, even while telling me off, she was extremely pleasant and good-spirited about it. It’s not often somebody reacts negatively towards you and includes smiley faces in the same breath.
I was extremely impressed by her demeanor, and I went on to express that to her. By the end, what started as a criticism, turned into a pleasurable conversation. And I now have a new Internet friend. You can never have too many of those.
So for the record — let me adamantly state that Erin Willett is a mighty cool person, and has a damn good sense of humor. I also must correct a statement I made last night when I said that her near-topless photo single-handedly gained her 10,000 followers. It turns out that Erin is often featured on the photo entertainment website theChive, and that is what led her to gain a large array of followers. Although, let’s face it, I think she would even admit that the photograph did not hurt in her gaining at least a couple more followers (Myself included).
I’ve received nasty comments on my blog before from random strangers, and when I read them, I immediately delete them or mark them as spam. Pretty much all of them are nonsensical and stupid. So when I actually get a comment from someone who actually has a right to be mad at me, but is still cool about it, that just makes them an awesome person in my book.
In short, this story was probably better than this entire movie that came out earlier this year, titled “Seeking a Friend For the End of the World” starring Steve Carell and Keira Knightley.
Never saw it? Yeah, neither did the actors who were even in it. Or their parents.
But seriously, is there a lesson to be learned here? Probably. Don’t be quick to judge, don’t generalize, don’t just go along with something because others are doing it, yada yada yada. I’m not going to lie — I will probably still do all of those things, but at least I will think for a second of the consequences next time before I do so.
But the biggest lesson? Don’t insult a hot chick on your blog in case of the .000001% chance she happens to see it. When you’re not the greatest looking guy in the world (but close), you can’t afford to burn those bridges.
Okay, glad that’s off my chest. World, you can go end now.