Shocking Confession #6732
In an incident that sent shockwaves throughout the entire blogging community, it was discovered this weekend that one of the blogosphere’s most beloved blogoteers, Ed Adkins, doesn’t actually write his posts live.
Nope, he lip syncs. “It was embarrassing,” said one longtime reader, “to see such a respected member of the internet community standing on stage, blogging to some pre-recorded post.”
In a scene reminiscent of Milli Vanilli circa 1990, Ed was on stage with his band, ready to blog about missing lunch on Saturday, when suddenly a post about the presidential debate started to appear on his site. His publicist posted a statement on Sunday that it was apparently due to a “computer glitch,” while Ed was caught on tape blaming his band.
Whatever the case, the entire blogging community is caught in an uproar. Some are calling for tighter legislation on the disclosure of lip syncing, while others say that the networks must be held responsible. “I was surfing the net with my child,” said Martha Stansbury, a mother in Duluth, “when that post was flashed before both of us. And now she’s asking questions I just can’t answer.”
While the FCC looks into who to fine for this incident which many have now dubbed, “lippergate,” an entire generation attempts to pick up the pieces of their shattered dreams and get on with their lives. One thing is clear, the internet will never be the same.
October 25th, 2004 at 11:19 am
Here’s another shocker for all you so called “bloggers” out there: JozJozJoz’s real name is Joz!
Truly a fine day for online journalism…
October 25th, 2004 at 12:20 pm
Ed, you really have made me laugh today. I wish I had a little bit of your creativitity.
October 25th, 2004 at 3:46 pm
THANKS!
October 25th, 2004 at 8:06 pm
I’m proud to say that I never lip-synch the Ashlee Simpson songs that I sing in my car on the way to work. I’m disapointed to hear that Ashlee would do something like that on SNL. When I watch her on TV, I expect to hear the same shitty singing that I’ve grown to tolerate from her terrible CD. What’s next? Am I going to find out that Matt Lauer and Katie Couric are reading from a teleprompter and not really having casual and witty conversations? If that happens, all six bullets are gonna be in the gun for my nightly game of russian roulette.