It doesn't deserve to be called a blogosphere anymore, it's more of a bogosphere, whenever I get the urge to scribble about anything, and I start wrestling with words on the draft page, I get to take a look at what the bogosphere is being occupied with at the moment and a quiet sigh of shame results in my hitting the delete button faster than you could say...[creative burnout]
What the Hubal? I can't believe this is the same place which gave the world such creative and elegant writing by people as intelligent and interesting as Pax, Riverbend and Shalash al-Iraqi. As those people slowly grew out of their blogs, they were replaced by a huge saccharine patch of what I could only describe as bland filler, the technology seems to have finally caught up with a new swath of Iraqis, those johnny-come-latelys mostly blog in Arabic, and are just as chaotic as you'd expect any honest-to-Rafidain Iraqis to be. Nicely high-fiving each other over forgettable posts, scurrying away happily in their virtual moment of shine, and dishing out the obligatory verse-and-baqlava for Ramadhan, the Happy Eid photos for the Eid and the sad poem for the terrible explosion. I've never wanted to escape my escapism so bad. Even worse, those people seem to have developed a huge passion for being authoritative on blogging all of a sudden, but in their hurry toward importance they've seemed to completely ignore the fact that they lack any knowledge about the fabled history and convolutions of our most trusty establishment (this guy lists my "Cathersis" blog in his unnavigable index under the header "Atheist", which is probably the least topic I've posted about during my entire blogging tenure, virtually ignoring my glorious service record for politics/social all those years, am I not supposed to be unfuckable esteemed old guard now?), it's funny, the Iraqi Blogosphere now has four index services (five, if you count Jeffrey et CMAR's defunct blog, another sign of the hallowed halls of dud it had become) but absolutely no content to show for all that indexing, that's why I've lost interest amidst all that dovey butterfly shit, the last really good blogger was Touta, and that was a year ago. I feel so resentful for some reason, it seems only now that I've finally come to grasps with what happened to....[gasp!] Emigre.
Thankfully, there's still some hope left, I haven't laughed reading an Iraqi blog for a while now, and MADE IN IRAQ can sometimes achieve Shalashian standards of quality. (Arabic, sorry).
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