I imagine it’s Roy like the Canadian goalie Patrick Roy

My biggest problem with Jessica Roy— and I want to say that I actually somewhat empathize with her disillusionment of the bullshit that is New York media, even though it’s mostly her own fault for having this weird schema where she thought things were even more important than the people involved thought they were— is that she made the collosal mistake of assuming the personalities of the people she had been reading about on the internet were even close to being on par with who they really were, rather than realizing that all of these people are hugely flawed characters with normal human fallibilities that they made a conscious effort to not put on display in public/on the internet.

All of a sudden when confronted with the inconsistency between the online characters and the real life people, all of her constructs collapsed and she jumped to the wrong conclusion, that everyone involved in New York media was fake and insincere, which I don’t think is really the lesson to be learned from that situation. The actuality is that most everyone, in any city or industry is on some level insincere (oh gosh, I sound jaded/like Balk). What she should have come away with from this Gessen situation is that you should never trust blogs.

A blog, or tumblr, or whatever, is just a representation of a self that’s crafted by the author to convey some interpretation of an ideal self. I mean, I’m not nearly as Black or interesting as this smattering of Jay-Z quotes and pictures of sneakers might have you believe. I would probably like to be that cool, but I’m not, and neither is anyone else whose blog I read who I know in real life. Not to say that those people aren’t interesting, or that they are necessarily faking it, but what they choose to convey and show themselves as on the internet is a much more manicured ideal self, a persona that withholds, realistically, more than it reveals.

Anyways, I need to go find more Diddy blogs. Ttyl.