Blogger Drama! Future Journalists watch out!
Right now, I'm laughing so hard I basically have tears streaming down my face.
That's because I just got off the phone with someone who told me who was behind one of the blogs that is constantly attacking me and my work and me and me and me.
I'm laughing so hard, because of all people, this person is actually a (part-time) journalism "professor!"
Can you fucking believe that?
It's so pathetic, it's funny. I mean, if it were just some weirdo 60 year-old who still lived in his parents basement who made fun of me, that I would get.
But someone who teaches journalism? Give me a fucking break.
THIS IS WHAT JOURNALISM "PROFESSORS" DO IN THEIR SPARE TIME????? Crazy. Crazy. Crazy. Shouldn't they be preparing lesson plans, or actually writing stories, or doing - what's that saying - practicing what they preach?
I liked going to journalism school. Sort of. I mean, it was a long four years. But it got me my first job at Pamela Wallin and an internship at the Calgary Herald. All in all, it was a good experience.
And I did meet some wonderful professors, who, I'm quite positive, would not spend their spare time criticizing other journalists on a blog they hide behind.
Yes, future journalists, if you go to this school, you may possibly be taught by a blogger who seems to enjoy spending her spare time behind a fake blog, criticizing other writers bitterly. And not just me.
Now, the question is "Do I out this 'professor?'"
I'm quite positive this professor's bosses wouldn't exactly enjoy knowing what this professor does in her spare time.
In fact, I don't think any school would like to have a journalism "teacher" on their staff who does such things - not because legally there's not much you can do about it, but because morally? It's just too pathetic and laughable.
Yes, dear Journalism "Professor," - I know you read me - would you pick on one of your own students who is busy working what you teach them to do - get a job writing? Where's the love?
And, at least, I have my name on my blog. I don't hide under a fake one.
I believe in karma. Trust me, it will come back to bite you in the ass.
In fact, my guess is you won't be teaching at this university next year. Just a guess. Or maybe I know people.
It reminds me of a story I just heard. This guy my friend knows was in line at McDonald's when someone behind him said something truly nasty to him for no reason.
Well, unfortunately for this man who said something so nasty, the guy he said it to had a black belt and is a champion kickboxer to boot. He may look small, but still...
let's just say this man regretted what he said, when he found himself lying on the floor of McDonald's.