Moving on . . . or I’m SO over Shaun White
I hereby declare that this is the last time I will ever write about Shaun White. Why? Because I’m over it. I’m over him. I’m done with this topic, and I’m moving on. I wrote this article on Dec. 18th of LAST YEAR , but somehow it picked up speed last night again. Maybe it’s because I tagged ye olde Hobbits; I don’t really know. But in the past 18 hours 11,096 people have clicked on it. How many of those people actual read it is debatable. Even those who claimed to have read it, seemed to display selective reading skills and read what they wanted to read, whether they agreed with the post or not.
People are angry either at Shaun White, at the sad situation of awareness for Congenital Heart Defects, or at me. People angry at me is kind of funny because I’m a short lady with a quiet voice who people don’t usually see or hear. But, I suppose that was part of the point. I was angry when I wrote that first post, but I’m not angry anymore. I haven’t been angry for some time.
This post isn’t about Shaun White. It’s about the point I was making with the first post, which is that fame is a powerful thing. Point proven. Eleven thousand people did not find their way to my blog because I’m so great. They came because of the topic of a famous person, and possibly Bilbo Baggins. Fewer people have clicked on my book trailer in two years than this one post in less than a day.
On April 16, of THIS YEAR, I wrote this blog post about my after thoughts on this topic of fame. In the past eighteen hours, fourteen people clicked on it. It’s better writing, more rational, and requires introspection and effort to appreciate. Fourteen people clicked on it. Even fewer people clicked on the hundreds of other, better blog posts I’ve written on this site.
I’m not going to write any more about this because I said all I have to say on April 16th. To quote the amazing Elvis Costello, “I’m not angry anymore.” I’m moving on.