Monthly Archives: February 2012
Penolope Trunk, person who claims to be influential, just couldn’t resist fishing for her own pageviews by posting a linkbait aside at Dooce.
Apparently Miss Trunk feels she is the world’s authority on divorce because, you know, she went through one, and obviously all divorces and their causes are exactly the same. She feels she knows enough about every person’s circumstances to declare that there is no excuse for divorce – and then blasts Il Dooce in what is surely the entire reason for this uninformed garbage of a post:
Heather Armstrong is a great blogger who I have followed for years. But I’m really stuck on the news that she just announced a separation from her husband.
Armstrong supports her family with her blog, dooce.com, which is about herself, so of course, I watch her really closely. In her post announcing that she had asked her husband to leave, she said the two common, and delusional things we hear from divorced parents all the time:
“I can’t be a good parent if I’m not happy and I’ll never be happy in this marriage.”
“The kids are doing so well. Kids are really resilient.”
I’ve heard those things so many times. From parents who are getting a divorce who are full of shit.
The dad who tells everyone he got a divorce because his wife is crazy and then leaves his kids with the mom. Newsflash: if your wife is really crazy, then you are crazy for leaving your kids alone with her. In fact, you are not crazy, you’re willfully negligent. And if your wife is not really crazy then get your butt back to the house and raise your kids like an adult.
She then goes on to announce that divorce “reflects mental illness” and “is for dumb people”. And her brilliant advice for women in abusive marriages? ” It takes two people to fight. And there’s great research to show that if you picked an asshole the first time, you’ll pick the same type of asshole the second time. (Which is why divorce rates for second marriages are so much higher than first marriages.) So instead of getting rid of your kids’ parent, figure out why you picked a person like this, and then get good at drawing boundaries.”
I don’t know if this woman is just stupid, or is so high on the smell of her own farts that she believes anything she creates in her brain is gold and must be shared. All I do know is, if I want bad advice about marriage I’ll go read Kate Gosselin interviews.
Heather Armstrong, IL DOOCE, is unraveling faster than a twice washed Ikea couch blanket. After her estranged husband posted some thoughts about her sponsored guest room on his blog, a few readers came forward in her post about the project with some criticism about the partnership – and her website in general.
Dooce didn’t take comments like “Cami has her own blog. If I was interested in how she chose to look homeless today, I would read that blog” too well. Her response was to post a picture of her dog with the word “JERK” on his head. When people around the internets implied such a reaction might be a bit out of line, she went into full-on “eff you” mode in her next “style” post:
Oh, look. I’m still posting pictures of Cami, my best friend, she who has been more supportive of me during this horrific time than anyone else in my life. And some of you object to this. If you are in that group I have a couple of suggestions for you. One, don’t look at her photos. It’s that simple. Two, see suggestion one. Three, I hope for you that if you’re ever feeling as vulnerable as I am that strangers wouldn’t nitpick your every move. Publicly.
Yes, jerks. I hope that when you put your entire life in front of the public and use the public to finance your life you never have to listen to anything but positive feedback from the public! Such an antagonistic stance is thrown into stark relief against the cautious optimism and seeming neutrality of her husband Jon’s blog.
It is unknown whether Dooce’s behavior is turning away readers. I can’t imagine that such a spiderific empire as hers would suffer if she lost even 20% of her audience. Still, it doesn’t make her look very endearing to basically tell the people who are paying her bills to stuff it up their jumper. I know this is a tough time and all, but business is business, lady. Maybe she was always this hypersensitive and Jon kept her in line? If that’s the case, she should get herself a new handler, pronto!
Grown human person Meghann tried to make her first ever pot of coffee. Apparently she failed to comprehend the quantum mechanics level difficulty of such a task, and her coffee turned out poorly. Lest the entire planet fail to be aware that she is just so adorably incompetent she jumped right on twitter to alert us all of her failure at performing a basic task that millions somehow accomplish daily.
Look, ladies. If you can’t manage to not burn yourself while cooking and you are unable to figure out basic daily living without sounding like a nincompoop, at least keep it to yourselves. It’s not cute and it doesn’t make you relatable or ‘real’. It makes you sound like an adult child who can’t make it through the day without supervision. If you must play into the ‘helpless little woman’ stereotype at least attempt to stop embarrassing the millions of women who are fighting against such images.
I can’t wait for this ‘precious little klutz’ trend to end.
BTOA: Even Messica is helping the cause:
Keep it up, ladies! Another ten years of this and we can reverse suffrage at last!
Have you ever wondered what it would be like to call up one of your very rich friends and ask for some startup money? Well not anymore! Silicon Valley visionaries Sarah Lacy and Paul Carr have magnanimously decided to show you what that experience is like, with a weekly segment called Why Isn’t This News? In it Lacy and Carr spend 30+ minutes (I have yet to sit through an entire episode) doing everything possible to assure you and most importantly themselves that yes, they are indeed clever and hilarious people.
I won’t even post the latest video here because I doubt anyone even wants to try and tolerate even 10 minutes of this stuff but I will paraphrase a few key moments:
Carr: *blah blah blah* *blah blah* damn shit *blah*
Lacy: That’s so true. By the way my baby just brought me a beer.
Carr: This product is great because it’s easy to find in your purse, you go “ah, it’s right here, next to the…”
Lacy: Diapers [by the way, Lacy had a kid a while back. Try to keep up.]
Carr: Right, diapers, and whatever else women carry around.
Lacy: It’s so terrible what happened to Path and Dave Morin. I’ve been the victim of witch hunts too. By the way have you seen my new baby? Here he is right now. BABY.
I have no idea how that video is supposed to be illuminating. Half of it is Lacy and Carr congratulating each other on being brilliant managers/writers/human beings and the other half is a mishmash of woefully flat jokes, mentions of Lacy’s son (she had a baby a while back. Try to keep up) and…well I have no idea what else went on because the sound quality on Lacy’s end is so poor. Yeah, nothing says “bleeding edge of technology” quite like crappy Skype video where the audio cuts off unexpectedly.
You know what else says “bleeding edge of technology?” A xenophobic, condescending article whose thesis is that no other country on the planet will ever have a Silicon Valley, so they should just leave all that complicated entrepreneurial stuff to the United States. Of course, the kid who wrote that – who isn’t even old enough to drink legally yet – is going to be sent around America to learn about startups outside the Silicon Valley echo chamber. Riiight.
You guys, it’s only Monday and PandoDaily has already used up all my “I can’t”‘s for the week. I should probably just crawl into bed and stay there until Sunday.
He begins by addressing the many questions he’s received asking why he would help Heather out with her latest project – helping his future ex-wife film a sponsored post featuring free furniture when he apparently was forced into an apartment with nothing. In a long post, Jon talks about what he calls “Recent Events”:
Many of you might wonder why the hell I’d agree to help Heather. And I’m with you. I’ve asked myself this question plenty. I should mention that I’m still a partner of Armstrong Media. It’s in my interest to have the business be successful. By extension, it’s in my interest for Heather to be successful. It’s also been a great opportunity to work on the necessary changes in the relationship dynamic that I need to make. It has not been easy work. Being at the house and working in the office has been a challenge on more than just an emotional level…Coming back home to work has forced more than a few realizations.
At the forefront is the abundance of ironies. That Heather is outfitting a guest room via help from a sponsor while I shop for furniture for my new place is one of the more bittersweet ones.
After admitting that most people “have correctly surmised that I didn’t want this separation”, he offers what appears to be a glimpse into married life with Mrs. Dooce:
I’ve also made an effort to be positive despite the deep, deep pain that I feel every day. It’s difficult to be told that you did it wrong for years and take a look back and feel the deep regret that if only you’d known you were doing it wrong, you could have made changes and done the work that would have fixed the wrongness. How does one handle this gracefully? I don’t know. I’m trying.
There doesn’t seem to be any mentions either of marriage counseling or divorce lawyers, but it doesn’t sound like Heather is making much effort to repair the relationship beyond being “very nice” to her estranged husband. And Jon seems to view his continued work with her as purely business – “looking out for myself professionally, I’d be kind of stupid to pass up some work on a high profile website because of Recent Events”.
Where will this wind up? It’s impossible for the millions of people who have watched their lives for years not to speculate on what’s going on, or where things will go. Maybe it’s impossible even for Jon and Heather. As Jon sums up his post, “Crazy times, people. Crazy times.”
Jessica Quirk, so French, is inexplicably still posting to her What I Wore blog. Today’s mediocre offering shows Messica utilizing the classic Hide The Roll Half Tuck with yet another striped shirt.
But Messica doesn’t care what you think (except when she does):
I bought this top over the weekend. Another. Striped. Top. Whatever! I know what I like! And the best part is that it’ll work year round and with so many pieces I already have in my closet. Win, win!
Is it just me or is Messica really let her beyotchy defensive flag fly these days? Is she pregnant and hormonal? Is she bitter about not attending Fashion Week? Is she frustrated with the process of growing out her hair? For someone who preaches positivity and letting people live their lives judgment free she’s certainly got a lot of opinions on other people these days. Maybe she’s finally starting to regret that move to Bloomtucky Indiana and just doesn’t care anymore. Nothing says ‘I give up’ like not even tucking in your shirt all the way.
Jenna Cole, monetized, monetizes her blog. Like most of the other mommy/lifestyle/whatever bloggers, she sometimes writes up product reviews in sponsored posts, and gives away whatever it is the company sends her.
Recently she ran a review for some company’s skin cream. After saying a lot of nothing about the product, she offered some earrings she had lying around from Poland as a gift to someone who followed her twitter or pinned something on the latest time waster for women addicted to Google Image Search.
Apparently the deceitful winner did neither, and Jenna Justice prevailed:
As soon as she gets accepted to BYU and reads e-books for two months, she will be a college graduate. Maybe the next time you “low educated” giveaway thugs try to pull the wool over Jenna’s eyes you’ll remember that The Eyes Of Powerpoint are upon you!