Hypocrisy

Here’s my chance to introduce myself more properer then

I tread softly into this blogging world. Blogging goes against my core values as an ‘academic’ with the slightest hint of intelligence, for which the I must point out that the co-creation (and subsequent participation) of scratchmytummy is a backwards shunt from this caustic article I wrote a little over a year ago as part of a chapter of the book. The book is still wishywashy-like in form and structure. Hmph. I’m stuck on a section at the moment that’s just too tricky to work through, as every point cross references with every other >> damn variables! It deals mainly with the newfound changes in social anthropology and ‘consumer’ psychology in light of the developing attention economy, as well as touching on some conspiracy and religious material. Cool.

This is pretty neat/convenient really, as I unexpectedly discovered that one of my courses (EBM) at UCT was…really cool! I completely immersed myself into this infamous course and participated beyond the call of duty – constantly helping peers with tricky concepts (probably helping a few fistfuls to pass). I redesigned logical reasoning models and spun the community, until we moved onto the attention economy/globalisation section of the course. Suddenly my eyes widened, as I hadn’t bothered reading the course outline/readings to see it coming! Stoked. Here I met Dave and Max of Huddlemind Labs – guest lecturers of sorts for the course. Dave stumbled across my large ego/vula preachings and we got chatting in one of the lectures. He offered his help with the publication of my book, and today we met for lunch where we discussed a position for a writing gig for huddlemind/creative commons – even more stoked! I have clumps of ideas and ramblings I think he’d find quite handy (from an anthropologists perspective) and I hope we hit it off nicely from the start.

// This blogging feels so dirty. It’s a dirty floor for idiots to boast and endlessly advertise. I won’t repeat myself, you already know how I feel I might still go and wash my hands though. It’s actually not so much the fields we play on, but the shameless/idiotic amateurs that play on it. And that’s where the hypocrite continues //

I’ve probably highlighted the core nature of my future postings above sufficiently. I will never post anything regarding the taste of my breakfast or the colour of my dump (as the bore of the common blog would). We structure posts with trend and topic – This shall be an awesome blog, and Kirsten shall be my co-awesome-er!