Wednesday, March 23, 2005

Born Every Minute

Check out my new favorite blog, aptly titled Stupid Beautiful Lies. This freaky Canadian doesn't give a damn that he doesn't have anything to say. He just writes for the hell of it. What's amazing me is that we all keep reading this kind of stuff. I stumbled across his site randomly and was drawn in by its professional looking layout, complete with a Flash animated title-bar and oh so chic pictures. I figured - this has to be good. It wasn't. The first post I read was, The Lost Art of Toilet Worship. Although written well enough to trick me into reading the entire post - it was, as you might expect, complete crap. Literally it was crap written about crap, sarcastically pretending to be deep and meaningful.

Very clever, I thought. I decided to post a comment thanking him for wasting my time. Something short and simple like, "You're full of shit." I was blown away when I clicked the comment bar. There were already plenty of comments there, and many of them were glowing with praise. They were idiotically pathetic attempts to continue the empty philosophical debate about the deep mystical significance of shit. Not only was Stupid Beautiful producing figuratively literal SHIT (strange as that is I think I worded that right), there was an audience that was eating it all up. Think about it.

I didn't bother to comment. There was no point - it was all too silly. SB was just pushing our buttons, seeing how far he could go, how much he could get away with. Apparently pretty far. Apparently a whole lot.

I was entertained enough to scan through a few more of his posts and while they were all pretty much written in the same vein there is one post I absolutely love. Scientist Finds God is possibly the single most brilliant thing I have ever read online. If you do nothing else this summer, read that post. Most especially read the comments it provokes. The rest of this post is about that post, so if you're so inclined, read it before continuing here.


Blogger Steve Ranson said...

The story: intriguing; the comments: touching. In aggregate: poignance at its best.

3/24/2005 12:55 PM  
Blogger Stupid Beautiful said...

While we're on the subject of non-importance, I'd like to waste some more space here. I have become more prone to scratching these itches, ever since the first red bump appeared after being bitten by the vanity bug following a particularly long VH1 special.

That is not a photograph of me.

Many thanks, however, for the undue attention.


3/24/2005 1:09 PM  
Blogger Dædalux said...

Wow. I feel like a celebrity just visited my house.

No, that's not a picture of you, just something I found on the web (artist unknown) which I felt was perhaps, graphically representative of some of the readers of your blog - hence the P.T. Barnum reference in the title, "There's a sucker born every minute."

And yes, you're more than entitled to the modest bit of undue attention I may have directed your way. I remain in jealous awe at the wonderful absurdity you continue to generate with your blog. Thanks for wasting space here, and especially for writing your Stupid Beautiful Lies.

3/25/2005 2:25 AM  

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