Let's not be the next Numa Numa
A quorum of the blog contributors (Yasser, Chris, Melissa and Karsten) had a great time in Baltimore this weekend. Fun times were had at the Michael Bolton birthday. Yea, that's right, the Michael Bolton Birthday Party. We may have even come up with a name for our soon to be Super Blog. If we can get some people to vote that is - not that I'm naming names. It is after fun weekends like this that I realize that it is great to share fun times with friends, not so fun to share it with the world. In catching up with the NYTs today, there was a prescient example of this:
Here, then, is the cautionary tale of Gary Brolsma, 19, amateur videographer and guy from New Jersey, who made the grave mistake of placing on the Internet a brief clip of himself dancing along to a Romanian pop song. Even in the bathroom mirror, Mr. Brolsma's performance could only be described as earnest but painful.
His story suggests that the quaint days when cultural trinkets, like celebrity sex tapes, were passed around like novels in Soviet Russia are over. It says a little something of the lightning speed at which fame is made these days.
Notwithstanding the fact that, unless this guy was a complete moron, he uploaded a video of himself doing something many people would view as a bit nerdy, I doubt he planned for it to become quite the story it has.
A cautionary tale for everyone to think about before throwing up those hilarious, but embarrassing pics, on the blog intending to just share them among friends. Before you know it, people you never intended to share with are passing them around like Paris Hilton's sex tape and the time you decided to dress up like Michael Bolton at your 26th birthday party is making news in the New York Times.
Full story here
And poor Gary's video here


