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		<title>by: Organic Mutant - &#187; i am me and you are you and together we are we</title>
		<link>http://www.femmerotic.com/journal/2007/03/02/a-woman-for-presidentin-1872/#comment-6655</link>
		<pubDate>Mon, 26 Mar 2007 21:00:58 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>[...] However the internet also allows much anonymity. There are many blogs and journals where I lurk. It is rare that I comment or make myself overtly known to these self-publishers. This allows us to peer into the the belly of someone else&amp;#8217;s life without similarly rendering ourselves open. This one-way communication can be illuminating yet it is still passive consumption and more of monologue rather than a dialogue. I am most satisfied when I have true dialogue with someone else, although there are times when I just want to be entertained and find myself drawn to intimate confessions of a life. In my reading I am mostly drawn to memoirs and personal writing. Yet there is a part of me that wants to reach out and connect. But I am also afraid and shy. I am in a quandary as to what I want more. In the beginning we would log onto AOL chatrooms and throughly annoy others with our juvenile pontificating, often claiming to be an 82 year-old grandmother from Encanto. I do find myself fighting urges to go around making havoc - especially on Myspace - but I am trying to grow up already and also recognize that those types of trollish interaction rarely result in anything more than momentary gut-splitting laughter. This anonymity, which allows people to act a part of their personality that generally is squashed by social conditioning and fear of poisoning the personal reputation, also allows us to act as virtual window shoppers in and out of the billions (trillions?) of web pages that fill the terrabytes of servers that render pages on our monitors. I find more of a connection with those I already know and those who are honest and direct because that is what aspire to. I want to be honest with myself (and others) and want to own who I am because I think that I the best way to become who I want to be, live the life I dream of, and be the change I wish to see. So thanks to you who make this more of dialogue and who share of yourselves so that the hive mind is strengthened. [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[&#8230;] However the internet also allows much anonymity. There are many blogs and journals where I lurk. It is rare that I comment or make myself overtly known to these self-publishers. This allows us to peer into the the belly of someone else&#8217;s life without similarly rendering ourselves open. This one-way communication can be illuminating yet it is still passive consumption and more of monologue rather than a dialogue. I am most satisfied when I have true dialogue with someone else, although there are times when I just want to be entertained and find myself drawn to intimate confessions of a life. In my reading I am mostly drawn to memoirs and personal writing. Yet there is a part of me that wants to reach out and connect. But I am also afraid and shy. I am in a quandary as to what I want more. In the beginning we would log onto AOL chatrooms and throughly annoy others with our juvenile pontificating, often claiming to be an 82 year-old grandmother from Encanto. I do find myself fighting urges to go around making havoc - especially on Myspace - but I am trying to grow up already and also recognize that those types of trollish interaction rarely result in anything more than momentary gut-splitting laughter. This anonymity, which allows people to act a part of their personality that generally is squashed by social conditioning and fear of poisoning the personal reputation, also allows us to act as virtual window shoppers in and out of the billions (trillions?) of web pages that fill the terrabytes of servers that render pages on our monitors. I find more of a connection with those I already know and those who are honest and direct because that is what aspire to. I want to be honest with myself (and others) and want to own who I am because I think that I the best way to become who I want to be, live the life I dream of, and be the change I wish to see. So thanks to you who make this more of dialogue and who share of yourselves so that the hive mind is strengthened. [&#8230;]
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