Don’t you know who I am? I’m Ricky Bynight and I’m a fucking famous blogger.
-would be the way I would start conversations with people if I believed that for one second this statement would have any positive effects on their lives. I’ve wanted to tackle this subject for a while now and I think the recent customer service debacle involving a certain self appointed favourite child has made such a post all the more relevant.
There are more bloggers in South Africa now then there gays living in De Waterkant. Literally every single person who can half string a sentence together or post pretty pictures with captions neatly attached on a web page is publishing content for the world to consume. This is fantastic for the fact that people are able to contribute to shared knowledge that is openly available for the globe to interact with. The downside to it is that certain people who have been able enjoy the successes of playing in the digital world and establishing a discernable brand believe that the real world now owes them something.
In days gone past a critic like Barry Ronge struck fear into the hearts of movie makers and event organizers not only due to his resemblance to a hungry grizzly bear but also because of his reach and following. On the best of days he would compare an event or happening to inhaling cold soup through your nose- opinions that were shared amongst the many newspaper and magazine readers out there making the people being critiqued very nervous. Now every spastic that can write a full sentence (sometimes this doesn’t even happen) has a potential audience of millions- note the use of the world POTENTIAL. Just because you have reached a couple of hundred or even a few thousand followers or Facebook or Twitter for your blog does not mean you get to hang the threat of some bad exposure online to get what you want.
It’s these abusers of the system (anti-bloggers if you will) who cause a great deal of eye-rolling that I receive when I introduce myself mentioning the fact that I run a blog with 2 other normal guys. People think we literally go around to places asking to do reviews in exchange for getting comped- and should the service or experience be less than emotional we’d follow it up with a terrible review. Really. Why would anyone care?
Sure in the past MCBN has said a bunch of things that have made people really angry- we’ve even had death threats on a number of occassions from a good few club owners and promoters. Why you ask? Well because we’ve thought things could have been run/done better, hoping that by sharing this info with you, you would be able to make an informed decision about how you feel about the situation. Not once have we ever had a “do you know who I am” attitude and I think that this forms a large part of the reason why everyone keeps on coming back to the site.
Even if I did work at THE biggest internet marketing company in the world and had an amazing, quirky blog I really shouldn’t expect anyone to quiver as I walk by them. If I don’t have a theme song that’s played WHENEVER I enter a room or have people recognize me in the streets, coming up to me asking for photos to send to their love-struck daughters at home, then it’s very likely that no one really cares what I have to say.
Sure it’s important to point out service that is less than standard- if no one does that, things will never improve. However before you shout out from your soap box, just remember that it is JUST that- a soap box- where you can look like major douche, that’s up your own arse, just as easily as being perceived as a martyr. I just feel like someone needs to speak up and get everyone to stop taking themselves so damn seriously.
In the mean time… I think I’m in the mood for some Samurai Rolls (too soon?)