I got drunk last night. My entire blogging schedule went out the window and I got home and fell asleep. I felt so guilty for not updating any of my blogs that I woke up at 7 am (I usually wake up at 8.50 am) and wrote four blog posts on three of my blogs.
Clearly, this is not how to make money online, but I had a good time nonetheless.
Dedicated blogger or complete idiot? I’m now totally exhausted.
There is a crisis going on in Myanmar right now. You must have read about it on the news. Peaceful protesters, consisting largely of monks, have taken to the streets to stand against the military dictatorship and actively oppose the ruling junta who refuse to let the country become a democracy.
Myanmar is very close to where I live and I have been trying without success to get myself a flight there for the weekend (I’m a journalist, remember). Why I am writing this is because bloggers around the world have been passing on this message, which looks to have originated from Norway:
In support of our incredibly brave friends in Burma: May all the people around the world wear a red shirt on Friday, September 28.
I’m not saying you should wear a red shirt tomorrow, but I’m saying that on the other side of the world, unarmed people are being beaten to death, foreign media workers are being shot to death, and there are tens of thousands of people standing up for what they believe in.
As bloggers I think we have a duty to at least acknowledge this because the international community has been slow to even consider intervening in what is on the verge of becoming a massacre of innocent people.
While you’re going about making money online or doing whatever you do, spare a thought for the people in Myanmar tomorrow who have more important things to worry about than Paypal.
It’s been one hell of a day here. I finally got my Internet back as my laptop is now fixed, but the real news was that we had a major air disaster here in the city I live in (Phuket in Southern Thailand).
Rather than my usual Sunday afternoon spent eating noodles or hanging out with friends, I’ve been at the airport taking pictures of dead bodies, watching relatives and friends of the deceased break down, and trying to work out what the hell was going on.
Eighty-seven people died today, with 43 more being injured and taken to local hospitals. As I stood in the same room as people finding out that their loved ones had died, I felt like crying myself. My hands were shaking, but I was there to do my job.
It was surreal to think that I was there to take pictures and gather information while people’s lives were tumbling down all around me. Despite the grim nature of the day, I felt more than ever like this was what I wanted to do. While I have aspirations to make money online and do it well, it can’t compare, for me at least, to the sort of day I had today.
I’ll probably never be rich, but that’s not important.
So today I made no money online (Kumiko would be disgusted), but I had a wealth of experiences away from the Internet that I consider invaluable.
