Rihanna makes an interesting case. However, in the same vein, she’s biting the hand that feeds her. And, spitting in the faces of people who keep her in Kool-Aid to keep her hair that colour. Not smart. The usually even-tempered and charming singer has lashed out at… so far as I can tell… all bloggers. Because, well f**k us all. I guess. Rihanna is currently promoting her album. On 105.1′s Ed Lover and Malikha Mallete morning show, Rihanna opened up about her life in the public eye and what it’s like having her life blogged about by strangers. I don’t know what posts in particular have a stick up her ass, but she’s mad. Explaining that all bloggers are butthurt, because mum’s basement is cold, Rihanna says the following, ‘[I still read the blogs] sometimes, it depends on what it is I am trying to find out. I’m a lot more numb to it now only because I understand what it is. It’s a community for people who don’t have anything else to do and hate themselves, they hate their life, they hate their job, they hate their appearance, they are uncomfortable with who they are so what makes them feel good is talking smack about other people who they think they will never ever see in their life and they happen to be celebrities. It seems impossible to ever have the opportunity to say these things to their face, so they get to hide behind their computer.’ Meh. That’s her opinion. And, I’m not going to argue with her right to say it. However, dear, let me say the following: 1) Why do you read blogs, if they’re so poisonous? 2) You don’t seem to understand blogging well enough to know how bloggers who like you will interpret that quote 3) It’s not a community, a homogeneous lump of people, we’re individual people and operate in our own little bubbles 4) This isn’t a vocation for the socially-challenged; you’d be surprised how well-educated and even how old some bloggers are (i.e., we’re not 12-year-olds in need of schooling, who happen to run blogs) 5) I don’t hate myself… in fact, I’m giving myself a hug right now 6) Moreover, I really love my life… wheee 7) I loved the job I used to do with a passion; it was charity work, and with that I am/ was enamoured… this paid more and the strain of doing both became such I decided to quit and make this my job 8 ) I wish my ass was bigger, other than that I’m fine/ comfortable with my appearance/ self 9) It’s called supply and demand; I’d have no job if people stopped being entertained by celebrity; but then, you’re making money off the same principle, no? Tl;dr: No.
