Former child star Wil Wheaton is now almost as famous for his blog as he once was for roles in Stand by Me and Star Trek. Readers flock to hear him riff about his online poker habit and the bunch of old Star Trek props stashed in his basement.Yeah, that's a pretty accurate description of over five years writing WWdN almost every day, isn't it? That's exactly why you bothered to show up right now and read my blog today, isn't it? That's why you "flock" here, isn't it?
On the one hand, I suppose it should be comforting to know that the media in Australia are as incompetent and lazy as they are here in America, but I swear to the FSM: why is it so fucking hard for these idiots to get the fucking story right? It's not like it's especially hard to get in touch with me to, you know, check your goddamn facts.
Afterthought: So now that I've blown the initial rant out of my system, here's the thing: It's fantastic to be mentioned alongside people who are legitimately a big deal in their various professions, but the whole tone of that article feels dismissive to all of us, but especially the bit about me. If you'd never read my blog, and that's what you saw, would you care to flock on over here and visit? I know that I wouldn't. And I don't like the impression of WWdN readers it gives: you who choose to spend a bit of your free time here shouldn't be characterized as people who would "flock" to a blog that's nothing but a bunch of garbage about junk in the basement. I am very sensitive about being misrepresented, and I feel like that trivializes what I've written, and misrepresents who I am and what I write about. I'd rather not be mentioned at all, than be mentioned in a misleading way.