Rasma Says

Musings, deliberations, flashes of unaccounted for brilliance…

You do me, I’ll do you

Hi Rasma, subscribe me, I’ll subscribe you back. FOLLOW me I’ll follow you back. Just shout at me after you doing so. Thank you

That message came in my morning email, along with the Urban Word of the Day, a solicitation from eBayMotors (sell your vehicle!) and the Urban Myth Newsletter. It was from harisoyono, or something like that, sounding like a beauty salon blog – “Hair’s YO or NO!” being the motto.
But what is this about – subscribe (TO – you dimwit!) me and I’ll subscribe (TO!) you back ? Why? Isn’t that like saying I’ll barge in and listen to what you are saying over there at your coffee table if you barge in and listen to me?
No, I’m being unfair. Blogging is not the same as having a private conversation over coffee, I mean we are blogging to the world, right? But my dear friend har-is-oyo-no seems to want to add me to his-her charm bracelet of followers, put me in the stats as a way of making him-her-self feel important, connected to the world. Our stats, after all, are proof of how many people are tuning in, listening, being influenced by us.
Right?
Wrong.
I got an anonymous letter once. Written in red pencil on lined notebook paper. It looked like a girl’s handwriting, made me think of a quiet freckled very tall girl with carrot colored hair who had been my student once but whose name I couldn’t remember. She had been a fairly anonymous student and the anonymous letter-writer identified her-him-self as just that: I sat in the back of the room and never spoke, but I want you to know how much influence you had on me. I loved being in your class. You changed my life.

They say in advertising that one complaint equals eleven dissatisfied customers. When I got the anonymous letter I realized that some inverse principle of that rule is true in education. I already knew of the students who had told me outright that I had meant something to them, but this anonymous letter opened a new possibility… people whom I believed I had NOT influenced in a positive way (which was definitely the case for the carrot-topped girl who never spoke or hardly looked at me) … there was at least one such person out there wearing my imprint on their life. The letter-writer could represent a scattering of others through the years.
None of whom read my blog. Or my poetry. Or my other writings…
Or do they? The point is I don’t know. They might or might not, but of one thing I’m fairly sure: harisoyono wants to subscribe me, but will he / she / it read me?
Hmm, maybe I’ll do a little test… there’s only one way to find out!

6 comments on “You do me, I’ll do you

  1. Horus
    22/07/2009

    extremely astute points you make in this post, which are matters i myself often think about. One think i see with your blog is that the content is written with a lot of thought put into it and has real meaning and interest fro those who read it. This is of course the key to having a successful blog as far as faithful followers in the long term go, it is perhaps only a matter of taking a little longer till people post links to you and the word gets out.. some bloggers just fill their blogs with senseless quickly written or copy and pasted rubbish but get traffic faster than the genuine thoughtfully written blogs, this is sad but true.. but not in the Long Run. What i wish to do is to help decent bloggers to know the
    “tricks” of getting traffic without sacrificing the quality of the content of their blogs. I say “tricks” in dittos, because there aren't any real tricks in the “Long Run”, only in the short run. Unfortunately a blitz to get 300 visitors because of a spam post does serve to make money for webmasters using afilliat ad programs, which is the reason we have som much spam on the www 😦
    i wish some of thos epeople would stop ruining the quality of www and get a life but they are ruthless and selfish. Blogs like this one of yours is wonderful to stumble upon, and makes up for all the millions of rubbish sites you might see around whilst surfing. Well written !

  2. Donald Swarbrick
    30/09/2009

    Great post, with good points made.

  3. Silent Poet Klaus
    07/10/2009

    I too feel a bit uncomfortable when someone send me an almost identical message. I am writing poetry and he is blogging about some gambling games. A poet and a gambler….nah!
    It doesn't rhyme.

    Thank you for posting such article.. I know lots received such mail but only you wrote about it as for now.

  4. Thanks for your supportive words, three years later and I don't think my blog has any more traffic than it did then, but I have stopped getting “you link me i link you” requests. Better to be ignored than falsely induced to join the game?

  5. thanks!

  6. I wonder if it has become less of a phenomenon since I wrote this, because I no longer get such attention. On the other hand, I have signed out of Facebook, blogcatalogs, etc. so I am easily overlooked. I like your name!

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