Reblogging Julia
A critical analysis of the public ramblings of the creature formerly known as Ms. Baugher, who provides a manic amount of content to parse.
Every little thing she does is tragic.
Talk to me (juliabaugher at gmail) Always held in strict confidence.
A winner is you, Joshua David Stein (part deux).
The usual housekeeping bullets:
- Hmmm. That looks familiar, almost as if she saw someone legitimately famous at the party, wearing that dress (and a headband), and passed off the idea as her own. There is a first time for everything, I guess.
- I have always wondered what kind of woman places significance and value on Valentine’s Day. Now I know.
- Kind of her to redact his place of work but not his name. But at least he called her hot. Twice.
- Social kryptonite? Really? Whatever gave her that idea? [Ed. Note: RIP, CW Now]
- Finally, although I don’t republish emails that I receive, I appreciate her suggestion to masturbate as an alternative to reading her blog. When you really think about it, isn’t she just suggesting that I do as she says, AND as she does?
As for the bigger story, let me just say that posting a link to a blog that reprinted online a story available only in print regionally was surely an act of devout friendship and not at all underminery. I’m sure Emily was as thrilled for that added exposure as she was for JA’s reblog of their IM chat, which JA wisely pulled after Gawkers remarked about JA’s unabashed attempt to inject herself into the story.
JA laments this situation as an unfortunate consequence of women writing about their private lives, and something she wishes she had learned years ago. However, this isn’t about writing about one’s private life. This is about writing about other people’s private lives for sport, public attention, and validation. When you publicly discuss private information about your ex that you learned in the course of a relationship? You surrender all integrity, credibility and respectability. You aren’t being open or honest, you are being an asshole of indiscriminate gender, and the kind of human being that no person should trust.
I salute JDS for writing a mostly even piece about what it felt like to be blogged about to his peers. After reading his article, it is clear that his ex drank the JA Kool-Aid, at least for a while, but she has since had a moment of introspection that has thus far eluded Our Lady of Introspection. I don’t think JA need worry about Emily’s soul.
JA isn’t a victim by any stretch of the imagination. Quite the opposite.