Today is just like any other day: I got up, took the dogs for a walk, took a shower, then settled down to check my email and do my daily surfing. Just like anyone else who frequents the Internet on a daily basis, I have places I usually go to every day: Blogs I read, news pages I check, comics I read. In fact, it’s just like reading the daily newspaper in nearly every respect, except it’s not on paper and my fingers don’t turn black from the ink.
This morning, as I was reading one of my daily blog reads, I got to thinking. What is it about blogging that is so entertaining? Many of the blogs I read are written by people I don’t know and will likely never meet. I have no vested interest in what goes on in their lives? What is it that draws me back day after day?
I can only imagine that it is, in part, voyeurism. Sometimes reading blogs feels like getting a peak into someone else’s life. It’s like I’m standing outside someone’s window looking in, or have snuck into their room and read their diary. The only difference being that these people have opened this window willingly and (should) know that the rest of the world is examining their lives.
When I was thinking about all this (while I was blow drying my hair if you must know), I began wondering if this was solely and American thing or if it’s more base than that. If it’s a human thing. I’ve come to the conclusion that it’s a human thing. Blogging is wildly popular the world over - that is if you aren’t a total Luddite. People all over the world are exposing their lives to those who crave to live vicariously through said lives. It all comes down to supply and demand, I guess.
For now, I’m going to put these thoughts away, go get my eggs and toast and get on with my life.
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