And I don't mean the bumbling idiot kind of asshole; I mean the conniving, bitchy-girl kind. Because I am about to kill off my first potential webfriendship. The only proof I have that someone besides Bob is reading!!! Yesterday I wrote about Phil Collins being the Antichrist. Just after I wrote that entry, I received a comment from a Stacey, saying, "I don't know why, but there is just something magical about Phil Collins and Peter Gabriel. I like them more now that I'm in my twenties than I did when I was younger." Immediately I am suspect. Unless this Stacey is talking about the dark magic that all members of the band Genesis possess, we are definitely coming from different places on this issue.
So then I checked out Stacey's profile, and her blog. Interesting...kind of nice...she is in love with an older man...she is asking people for $3 each until she collects a million to support her dream of spending every second of her time with this man. She's even writing thank you notes. Ambitious. Kind of like that guy who traded up on the red paper clip. For anyone who is interested, definitely check out her blog. It is full of rampant optimism and sweepstakes winnings.
And therein lies the problem: this rampant optimism. Even though there are seemingly kind people donating to Stacey, and everyone is leaving comments applauding this great love story, these soulmates, I'm just not buying the idea that receiving donations so you can spend every waking second with your soulmate will ultimately equal happiness. What about responsibility? What about making some kind of contribution to the world? What about doing something with your life other that sitting back and letting other people pay your way? It's true, $3 is a small contribution that anyone could make. But why would anyone donate to this cause instead of UNICEF or helping out someone in Indonesia after the bazillion earthquakes it had this year? Stacey mentions on her site that she has written letters to a handful of billionaires, including Bill Gates, telling them about her dream. But here's the thing Stacey, Bill Gates is using his money to try to end malaria and AIDS. As far as I know, he's not just handing it out to freeloaders.
Am I being too judgemental of Stacey? Probably. Anyone who knows me knows that I'm probably not too open to the idea of soulmates right now. And the fact that she finds Phil Collins magical didn't exactly start our friendship off in the right direction either. Who knows, maybe someone will check out her blog, and donate enough money to Stacey to make all her dreams come true. It'd be nice. But for me, I'd rather make myself a pauper giving everything to help people who need it than get ripped off by some folks asking for a few bucks so they can do nothing with the rest of their lives.
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the dude's 60 years old. i don't think she needs a million...a thousand dollars should last them the rest of his life. i agree with your cynicide...but don't worry yo', she hasn't even raised 50 bucks yet. if she wants people to feed her hyperelectra complex, then she should at least write a nice Harold & Maude sequel.
Stacey wnts to live the American dream - have someone else pay for your life of luxury. And it doesn't have to to be money, Stacey girl. George Bush and Dick Chaney have other people paying for their life of luxury with blood.
And Jill, don't worry - It isn't impolite to be judgmental of idiots.
Uncle J.
there are plenty of us reading the blog Jillu, don't be discouraged. And isn't it kind of strange that Stacey is striking up a 'friendship' based on some sort of oppositional info? She's obviously just trawling for money and for my money, why the hell should I give bucks to someone with such poor music taste? We should set up a blog just asking for money so we can write more about the idiots who now populate our world with such inanity.
love ya girl
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