Online, Jake finds a list of Cleaveland-area blogs, and checks them out. He's traded links and corresponded with some fellow professional wrestling bloggers, but the nearest one of them lives in Detroit, so he's never met any of them in person. Since one does a blog to communicate, it's not surprising that Jake thinks that it might be nice to meet some people in the area. Jake's heard of bloggers getting together for dinner, or having a small conference. To get jacked into the blogging social network, he just needs to get on the blogging radar locally, and he thinks the way to do that is to probably start reading some local blogs, and see which bloggers seem the coolest. Jake figures if he likes their writing, then he'll probably like them, since writing is just an extension of personality for the most part anyway. Then, he'll pick the ones he likes best and email them offering to trade links. After that, it's just a matter of time before he gets invited to blogging parties, and maybe then he'll have such an interesting life that he won't feel the need to blog at all, for he suspects that there is some sort of blogging law of equilibrium, where the more interesting one's life is, the less one feels the need to blog or has time to blog in inverse proportion to the less interesting one's life is, the more one feels the need to blog and has time to blog. Thus, many blogs Jake clicks on in the list are of the "What I watched on television last night" variety, or "What the kids did today that was so cute I had to take a picture of it and post it for the rest of the world to see even though they won't care because it's not their kids."
Hmm . . . substitute wrestlers for kids, and Jake's blog is sort of a combination of those two types of blogs. He doesn't pursue this line of thinking any further, and just clicks on the next blog, which is Dirty Drunk Debutante Dear Diary, which is about a woman who likes to party. She seems to drink to excess though and most of her entries seem to end up, " . . . after the third bar, I blacked out and don't remember the rest of the night. If you ran into me last night, please fill me in on what happened."
Another blog that is pretty interesting, The Going Rate Of Bribery, is about local politics. In the latest post, the blogger, one Muck Raker, argues that the current trend towards regionalism, wherein various nearby municipalities work together in order to increase efficiency isn't fueled so much by the desire to save the money of taxpayers, but by the bribery market trying to save money on bribes since with regionalism less government officials will be needed to be bought off in order to get a contract or graft and grift the public in another way.
After three blogs in a row by middle-aged men rhapsodizing about how, based on the Cleaveland Caucasians winning their first spring training game, this upcoming season will finally be the year the baseball team will win the World Series, Jake's about ready to give up on clicking links. He decides to click on one more, one called Franzine. The blog seems to be about various conspiracy theories in general, but the latest posts have been focusing on the presidential election. In one of them, the blogger, Francine, compares the election to professional wrestling, writing, "The only difference between wrestling and politics is that in wrestling most of the crowd generally agrees on who the heroes and villains are, but in politics, at any given time, the candidates will be heroes to some and villains to others. Other than that, politics and wrestling are the same. It's all a show designed to rile you up, the outcomes are predetermined and the opponents are really working together, and the ones who really win are the ones orchestrating everything from behind the scenes and raking in the money, laughing at the suckers who get fooled every time."
"Wow!" Jake thinks, "I don't know that I agree but that's interesting! It doesn't seem as if she likes any politicians, but I wonder if she has a favorite wrestler."
He also wonders what she looks like. He looks for a picture, but can't find one, nor a last name, just an email address. He thinks of commenting on her wrestling post, but decides to lurk instead for a few weeks. Inspired, he goes back to the list of blogs and clicks on the next one called Cleaveland Rocks (In The Corner, From Side To Side, Holding Its Knees In A Fetallike Position, Muttering To Itself), but it hasn't been updated in a few months, and the last post reads, "I really thought this was the year the Caucasians would go all the way and win the World Series, and I think I would have been right, except back in spring training who could have foreseen all the strange misfortunes the team would experience? Now, our football team I think is a different case. Did you see the way they won the first preseason game? Dudes, I know we were in last place last season, but this year we're going to the Super Bowl!"
That's the last link Jake can take.
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