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To start eating without making it a photo or video, fashion bloggers are not accepted, this is even a more mandatory part of the table program than the preliminary washing of hands.

In Belarus there is article for parasitism. That is, you know, why in Belarus there is no top bloggers?

If you're a writer, you cannot write well, when he never left his room. What are you going to write?

How do you know? You're an it guy.
- I write your blog.
- Are you serious? I have a blog?! Wait! I actually have a blog, and I don't know about it?

- What are you typing?
Blog.
"What?"
- About us.
- That is about me.
What makes you think that?
Because a lot of text.

We now live in a time when "popular" and "good" is a fundamentally different things. Because popular is the shit that is posted on the Internet at the speed of light. <...> Videoblogger very popular. And you think to yourself: "how is this possible? Girl, you're 20 years old, you have a million and a half subscribers. You have nothing to say to the world. You just multiply the shit on a cosmic scale". But, nevertheless, popular. I saw one such videobloggers. She says: "Hello! Put a social experiment. Want to change your life. Decided to abandon the IPhone..." In above the woman went! On the day refused the IPhone! Just give up the IPhone - it's not to change your life. To change your life when you woke up, and you're the Ingush. That's changed my life!

The concept of "writer", "journalist" is increasingly replaced by "author". Changed request. People read less, but want to make it shorter. Not books and articles and texts. Where there is a position, catchy judgments and vivid emotional coloring.

Quality journalism is not dead. She changed shapes and gone from the blogosphere. There is complete freedom of speech and dialogue of the author and the reader. There are tougher criteria of trust to the author.

Actually the blog is just a way of disseminating information. Like newspaper or TV. Everywhere there are charlatans and mediocrities, but there are talented and decent.

- Tell me, Berkovich, and who gave you the right to publicly display my personal life?
What do you mean?
- What I'm saying? I want to show you now is the most idiotic example of the epistolary genre. By the way, from your own live journal. So, now, wait a minute, I'm sure you'll appreciate: "hi people, help, how to make a proposal to your girlfriend?" The answers, by the way, no less impressive. "A white horse it, my... food!", "Zamorochka for musicians. Need a thing? For example, pretend Greek warrior, dude." So, dude, tonight you can not sleep at home legitimately.
- Olya...
- A banana, go to LJ.

In the XIX century the whole Russian literature was almost a family business. Tiny business for those in the subject. Something like today's blogosphere: interesting, of course, but mostly the author and some of his buddies.

Blogging is also a form of exhibitionism, but not as dangerous as Jogging beggar on the podium in front of the anxious Frenchy.

Grandmother at the door: - Hey, did you hear that Medvedev got fleas in the sweater?

You and Erica split up?
How do you know?
- From your blog.