The illusion of blogging

To a certain extent, blogging may appear as flight to an unknown country, escaping the stress of life. Sometimes, it's nice to feel like a foreigner, freed of the prejucies. Forgetting the harshness of our past, restarting all over.

I created this blog to write down what I would not dare say IRL, and that is what lots of people do.

'Man is least himself when he talks in his own person. Give him a mask, and he will tell you the truth.' -- Oscar Wilde

This blog should be my mask. I talk about my life and at the same time I don't want others to know about me. Here's the first paradox.

In fact, I want to escape from my acquaintances' judgement. I don't want to be judge on my blamable opinions. Sartre call that process 'chosifier'. I know that I'm a tad too amoral as I always frequent persons with a narcissistic pervert behaviour, I'm perhaps a little like them... Well, no need to draw you a picture, this kind of behaviour is extremely twisted and unacceptable in our society.

In everyday life, my friends don't know my past -- not my real past at least. They judge me on my current actions. I change my role when I am with the friends I like. I act generously, I always smile, I'm kind... and they like me.

In the web, it's different, I don't need to be so hypocrite. I can get ride of that constraint. I can express my real opinion. I don't always have to say what people want to listen, as I can have a pseudonym and be anonymous. However there is one condition. I have to change regularly my nickname if I don't want others to recognize me. Indeed, everything that last can be judged, what does not can't.

Concerning blogging it's the same. Perhaps, I'm anonymous for now, I can yell the most detestable opinions throughout the web but for a short period. As soon as you got a fixed identity, you are no more anonymous. It is a little problematic because in the end you are condemn to change blog all the time -- or not to have any readers at all.