As I walked through the lobby en route to the driver taking me to work, a fragrance wafted across me and whoa! I was entralled again. The odor is that I associate with Hawaii and it always makes me feel GOOD regardless of mood.
Someday Ill figure out what this flower is.
It looks nice from the 18th floor but it still sounds like Manhattan at rush hour (minus the F bombs).
So, two days of work down and nine to go and I cant stop yawning. Normally on the way to the hotel from work Id be trying to capture another picture of people overloading bicycles but today, no. Traffic is heavy, drivers are more agressive than usual, and I feel like a ping pong ball bouncing down the Colorado river. Thank heavens I dont get car sick or this would be Really Fun.
Instead Im distracting myself by writing a post for you all and hoping that the driver hasnt had a horrible day and has decided to end it all in a fiery ball of glass, steel, and petrol.
I wish I was exaggerating the driving madness that is Shenzhen, I really do.
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The title should probably be more like ‘fluff journalism can go suck it’ but I’m feeling confrontational.
Seriously though, what type of service do you provide to your community when you focus on the superficial and ignore all of the other possibilities?
Sparking this diatribe off was the recent reading and book signing by Heather Armstrong, creator of the Dooce web site and content. I got there, enjoyed the reading, stood in line to get my book signed. Nothing really out of the ordinary.
That is until a FOX 13 crew showed up to interview people in line (and probably the book author, but hey, you never know). As I watched from my slightly elevated vantage point, the crew stopped and talked to a guy in line. Then, another guy in line. Okay, a bit unusual since the line was 70% women, but random chance is always a possibility.
Dude with a mic and his camera man (I’m not going to call him a journalist) makes his way up to where I am and goes past (whew!) to the signing table and, pulls yet another dude out of line, this one just having had his book signed. At this point, I’m close enough to hear the questions which are along the lines of “As a guy, why are you having your book signed” and “Why does a woman’s author appeal to you”?
Huh?
You have an intelligent, funny, irreverent, witty author; her life experiences with depression, being fired for posting gossip online, raising a family, etc., appeal to a broad spectrum of readers and all you can focus on is your incredulity that a guy might enjoy her writing? How insulting! I seriously believe that if the author was male and had wrote the same type of content that gender wouldn’t have ever come up.
Thanks again TV journalism for giving me reason why you aren’t worth the electrons wasted on you. Fortunately, there are other functional journalists out there that do a worthwhile job.
For some unknown reason, everything I post using something that isn’t the WordPress webpage (iPhone, Windows Live Writer, etc.) the post is garbled. The leading tag containers (< and >) get stripped off and y’all get garbage.
I’ve emailed the hosting company and they have upgraded some components that were SUPPOSED to fix the problem, but didn’t. If I post to blogs outside of this host, all works fine. Since the convenience of thought is now lost, I usually don’t post directly, just through Twitter (finally got only daily posts to work!)
Frustrated.
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