Wednesday, October 19, 2005

Ad nauseam

Not everything is as it seems on this World Wide Web. Nobody is as they appear to be. Some people seem to have a need to make themselves out to be something greater or bigger than they are, when in fact I am sure they would be just fine if they were themselves. I can understand the occassional embellishment of a story or an authors poetic license, but this is just unmistakably wrong.

I, and many of you fellow readers had befriended "Joel" from Priori Ad Lib, who we read on a regular basis. His words flowed with poetic warmth, and he touched us with his incredible insight into the world around him as he suffered through a recurrence of his Leukemia. I won't drag on about the details, but Joel is in effect no more. In fact "Joel" never was. It seems that he was a figment of someone's imagination and that nearly all the poetry and writings from his site were plagiarised.

Sadly, this was brought to my attention by a very kind soul who had gone to visit "Joel" at the Vancouver General Hospital, which "Joel" had invited him to do. Upon his arrival, he was astonished to find out that "Joel" never existed nor was anyone of his description ever an in or out-patient. Why someone would invite a fellow blogger to meet a fictional individual is beyond me. Did they not see that the final outcome would not be good? It took quite a bit of sleuthing, but it seems even the name and people and stories he seemed to captivate us with, were taken from other people's lives and blogs. Early on in our blogdom relationship, I had a brush of doubt when reading one of apriori adlib's posts, but that may simply be my ego or pride kicking in that I should have known earlier. Though it did surprise myself and others that despite all his "accidents" and cancer that he was formidably upbeat and strong.

I feel a resounding pang of sadness and anger that someone would go to such lengths to manipulate our humanistic need for empathy and sympathy. So many of us could relate to Joel, whether it was a friend, family member or ourselves that had cancer or some disease that affected our lives. I have been ruminating about the purpose of the Blog, and can think of a few:
  • maybe he did exist and was being remembered by a family or friend who couldn't let go.
  • maybe this was a test, like those reality shows, to see what the human capacity was to feel empathy, care and love.
  • maybe it was a lonely individual who needed attention, and did whatever they could at the expense of others to get some semblance of attention.
  • maybe the person was simply a pathological liar.
Funny enough, when you look at the definition of A priori ad lib(itum) this is what you get:

A priori means "'From the former' — presupposed, the reverse of a posteriori. Used in mathematics, philosophy and logic to denote something that is known or postulated before a proof has been carried out." (wikepedia)

ad libitum means "'According to one's pleasure' — Latin ad, according to + libitum, past participle of libre, to please. Often used to indicate the liberty to "improvise", "just ramble on"; especially in music, theatrical scripts, etc..." (wikepedia).

Put the 2 together and you get "to postulate and improvise from the Former" (or something close to it. I am not a Latin major, so humour me). After that definition I am more apt to believe that this was an experiment to see how far a lie could go before it was unwound. An attempt to carry out a project to see if people would blindly trust or actually look for empirical data to back up the postulated theory.

In anycase, the site is now defunct and removed, but a fellow blogger who was so incensed by what "Joel" had done, has now posted A priori Adlibs last few blog posts here.

Karma can kinda be a bitch that way.

26 comments:

congeewoo said...

i never read that "blog"...but base on what you wrote, that's just wrong...like something you see in a sick and twisted movie, this person treat this as his/her accomplishment, that he/she won the bet, must be sick in the head.

Greg the Surly said...

Thats rather sick and wrong. I'd bet Karma hasn't finished with him yet though, it tends to come back with a vengence. (Great! Now I have the Judas Priest song Screaming for Vengence stuck in my head, Bah! I'm going home)

CoffeeDog said...

It's sad to see someone abuse people like that.

Anonymous said...

How bizzare. I remember when he was coming to Toronto to sign a contract with a publishing house for a novel he was writing. He never made it as he and Adam got in a car accident on their way to the airport.

He also sponsored me for the Pride and Remembrance run that I did in the summer.

I'm confused. Who wrote the RIP on the blog?

The Raven said...

I didn't ever read the blog, but I guess I am not surprised that something like that happened. The internet is full of people who hate themselves so much that they actaully become another person...It could be that he never intended malice, but when it started getting to the point where he might have to meet someone in person, he scrambled to come up with excuses to avoid it.

We all have put on fronts on line, I know I had a blast in HS doing so in the AOL chatrooms, but if someone got too close to me, I either came clean or ended the connection...I just couldn't let something untrue go as far as this guy did. I hope he can get some help:(

The Catshark said...

This happens so frequently. People who are not proud of themselves make up a personal playground for themeselves on the internet. Why the hell not? Most of the people reading your stuff have no idea who you are so you can pin up a picture of some supermodel and say its you!

I have to admit I have played the field before. Saying untrue things about myself but never to gather attention or pity for myself. Most of the time I lie when I get what I call a Yahoo pig in an IM. The first thing they ask is what are you wearing. This mainly makes me mad so I play with em a bit. At the end of the conversation I normally piss em off by talking about how gorgeous my cat Sammy is and how he plays and eats cat food. But that is after I tell em I have a adventurous lesbian lover. LOL!

St. Dickeybird said...

I've seen that a couple of times, and it's probably just someone who wants the power trip of having people believe his stories.
What a prick.

Jase said...

Unless I meet the person, I always take something with a grain of salt. Call it skepticism brought on by the ease of publishing 'facts' on the internet.

In anycase, the feelings you (the general you) felt were real, whether happiness, sadness, compassion.

I understand it's no where near as personal, but I don't get mad at James Cameron for making me cry at the end of Titanic.. omg, did I just admit that?

And to prove your existence, I demand you show me more pictures.. naked porn stars are preferred.

Snooze said...
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myke said...

whoever it was pulled the wool over quite a few sets of eyes ..

Rick Aiello said...

I can remember one particular instance of a 'blogger' who turned into a fraud... anyone remember "Sebastian" and the gay bashing incident? We even went to the lengths of posting heart logos on our blogs for him and everything... and it all turned out to be a lie: Sebastian, the bashing... everything. I forget the name of his blog (I'd have to go through my archives) but I remember feeling the same way-- duped and lied to. Some people aren't happy unless they are stirring up some kind of drama.

Snooze said...

Rctman - That was the incident I remembered as well (Holding the Man), although in that case his blog was apparently hacked.

I read A Priori from time to time. It was very moving and I didn't get caught up in his life so my reaction in this case is just that I enjoyed the writing. I'm in a very odd mood right now wondering about what is real, what isn't, and what image we like to project about ourselves - because of a recent meeting with someone from the Internet. Anyhow, I agree with what Jase wrote about this incident. My thought is is that it brought out compassion in people and that was real.

dantallion said...

He'll likely turn up again in some other incarnation. People like that usually can't go too long without the attention or sympathy.

Sad, but true.

Anonymous said...

I was duped too. But you know that's our fault for assuming that all is as it should be. It won't stop me from writing or trusting my fellow bloggers. I think it's more an example of why we do it, blog to connect. Karma is a soft kitten with BIG FRIGGING teeth. I'm sure his butt has been bitten on all sides.
Hugs,
k

Adam said...

I think that blogging can lead one into a false sense of celebrity. Its so easy for these individuals to make up wild accounts of their day to day in order to manifest their alter ego.

I dont mind when individuals use flowery or poetic licsense in telling their stories. That's a license that the author is allowed to take in order to make the telling more interesting for the readers. However, I am always skeptical of outrageous and often implausable situations mixed with grandiloquent writing styles. I find that many popular blogs fit this description and I approach them as purely entertainment.

epicurist said...

Where did my comment go? I had lots of great responses, but they have been lost to Internet oblivion, so I just wanted to say thanks for the comments, and there were lots of greta points.

P.S. Adam, welcome to the site and thanks for sharing a new word with me: "grandiloquent" :)

IX said...

It is sad that someone would actually get someone to do something in the "real" world that would cause such an inconvenience. I know a lot of people lie a bit in their blog, and that makes it more fun most of the time... (ala: Ms.BK) And your embellishments don't seem too bad. Anyway, I do the same sometimes, but I rairly write as much as you guys. (My bike story is completely true though.)

But it is sad to play with people's emotions that way. Brain, yes, emotions, no, humor, yes, feelings, no.

Jase said...

I had to look up grandiloquent just so I'll know how to pronounce it in the future!

Anonymous said...

[Re what Rob V1.0 wrote] Hey! Every word I write is the honest to God truth ::cough:: well... sort of. Ok, that's not true. ::grin::

But this Joel guy... what a tool. I wonder if I ever posted on his site? His ruse gives me total sad face. Meh!

Anonymous said...

And a coward to boot, pulling down his site before the negative comments rolled in in force.

What a complete scumbag.I almost feel sorry for his pitiful life, if he exists.

EarthMother said...

Wow ... I'm just so stunned that anyone would fuck around with everyone else's mind that way! My problem is that I try so hard to be honest on my blog that I assume everyone else is doing the same. How naive of me!
My initial reaction in reading your post Epi was "Are we sure the blogger wasn't Stephen Glass?"
I agree with Snooze though that maybe it's just not so much about what shade of truth there is, but what it elicits for us that matters. Like good theatre or movies which we know are fake. Of course, the idiot shouldn't have invited a reader to visit him in hospital ...

tornwordo said...

Well fiction posing as non fiction is nothing new. We suspend our disbelief every time we go to a movie, and we EXPECT our feelings to be manipulated. I wouldn't worry too much about the person's motives.

But it was quite uncivilized to send some poor blogger on a wild goose chase. That's just mean-spirited there.

epicurist said...

Sorry all, was busy as hell, but there were lots of good points. I think most are right in that we should take the 'good' from the experience, and not dwell on the bad.

Pheebs said...

that is crazy!!! Am I the only one who is wondering who has time to create a second life independent of their own? I wish I would have seen that blog--he must have been some writer, to make plagiarised stories flow together seamlessly to pass as one life...

epicurist said...

Pheebs - The person certainly had some talent to fool us, I must agree.

Raybob said...

I did read his blog, daily, and it was one of the most lyrical wonderful pieces of writing that I'd come across in a very long time. His story was compelling, and it was so beautifully "lived". I totally fell for it.

I was angry, hurt, bewildered, when I saw the first comments to the effect that this was all a sham, and that the entries were plagiarized from other sources.

Even at 44, I'm naive enough to think that people are exactly as they portray themselves.