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Julia Allison Seeks Anonymous Advice From Sister Publication
Time Out has a Chicago edition and that edition has a sex columnist. A letter to that sex columnist this week bears a remarkable resemblance to the blog opera life of Time Out New York contributer Julia Allison! It's a sad letter about two bloggers in love who blogged about being bloggers in love (though their sites were read "mostly [by] just our friends, some of their friends read it, too"!), but the guy-blogger blogged about how the girl-blogger couldn't achieve orgasm. Then things got even worse!More »
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Everything Is Twittered
Signing off from Yahoo!. Fade to black... about 3 hours agoCelebrating unemployment with a giant margarita at Chevy's. 5 minutes ago [Silicon Alley Insider] (Semi-related: soon-to-be-former Defamer editor Mark Lisanti already started his Tumblr!)
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Julia Allison's Voicemail—Like Everything Else About Her—Is Public, Dispiriting
Every drunk idiot in New York called erstwhile "dating" "columnist" Julia Allison's funny little voicemail number from the front page of Time Out. And Time Out helpfully uploaded their calls. And we're posting them! No one actually seems very interested in dating Julia, as New Yorkers are largely a group with a strong instinct for self-preservation. Highlights include a call that seems to be from the Holy Modal Rounders and this one, from Juan: "Hey Julia, it's Juan, and I just wanted to know if I could impregnate you, alright. Give me a call, at Jancy's house." Embedded playlist after the jump. Oy. More »
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That's our own beloved Julia Allison on the cover of Time Out New York. Holding out a cocktail napkin with her number on it! For the Singles Issue! It's like seeing Aleksey Vayner on the cover of Fortune. The Millionaires' Secrets To Making YouTM the Sexiest Brand on the Market!
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Monster Officially Created
That's our own beloved Julia Allison on the cover of Time Out New York. Holding out a cocktail napkin with her number on it! For the Singles Issue! It's like seeing Aleksey Vayner on the cover of Fortune. The Millionaires' Secrets To Making YouTM the Sexiest Brand on the Market!More »
the mediated life
In 1998, in The Truman Show, an insurance adjuster played by Jim Carrey discovered that his life was a television show; his every move monitored by cameras; every person in his life a performer, and his world a gigantic soundstage. The movie was a parable, inspired by reality television, but taking the early model of the mediated life to its outrageous conclusion. No longer so outrageous. Here, pictured, is a text message from Britney Spears' confidante, Sam Lufti, telling her exploitative paparazzo boyfriend to disappear. "If you continue to have any contact, you'll kill her." Of course, the exchange, just like the troubled popstar changing out of her dancing gear or weeping on her bed, was played out in front of the cameras. The Truman Show no longer works as satire; reality has caught up with the conceit. There is a difference, however. Truman Burbank was the dupe, unaware of his role in the show. By contrast, the central character in this tawdry soap, Britney Spears, is complicit. If anybody's the dupe, it's the audience, half-suspecting that, as in this picture, Adnan Ghalib is tilting his iPhone toward the camera, but preferring to believe that this is an authentic drama to which the viewer has sneaked access.
The Truman Show
In 1998, in The Truman Show, an insurance adjuster played by Jim Carrey discovered that his life was a television show; his every move monitored by cameras; every person in his life a performer, and his world a gigantic soundstage. The movie was a parable, inspired by reality television, but taking the early model of the mediated life to its outrageous conclusion. No longer so outrageous. Here, pictured, is a text message from Britney Spears' confidante, Sam Lufti, telling her exploitative paparazzo boyfriend to disappear. "If you continue to have any contact, you'll kill her." Of course, the exchange, just like the troubled popstar changing out of her dancing gear or weeping on her bed, was played out in front of the cameras. The Truman Show no longer works as satire; reality has caught up with the conceit. There is a difference, however. Truman Burbank was the dupe, unaware of his role in the show. By contrast, the central character in this tawdry soap, Britney Spears, is complicit. If anybody's the dupe, it's the audience, half-suspecting that, as in this picture, Adnan Ghalib is tilting his iPhone toward the camera, but preferring to believe that this is an authentic drama to which the viewer has sneaked access.
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Britney Unwilling To Leave Britney Alone
Whether a drug-addled woman in the midst of an apparent complete mental breakdown should be really held personally responsible by her exploiters for her complicity in her exploitation is a matter best left to Dr. Phil or blog commenters, but it's clear to all who've followed the travails of Britney Spears (and they're hard not to follow, with each nightly travail conveniently illustrated by paparazzi photographs immediately disseminated to USWeekly and TMZ, not unlike that amazing cyber-lebrity episode of CSI: Miami that was repeated last night) that she is a quite willing participant in her own liveblogged downward spiral. And hell, when the Daily Mail reports that (estranged paparazzi ex of Britney) Adnan Ghalib's auctioning off of "intimate" photos is "her worst nightmare," we are not entirely convinced. Still, it's a bit unseemly that one "lensman" would go to Page Six to defend the honor of his tribe (or pack? swarm?). More »
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