Aside from the Grammys and all that fallout, one of the biggest gossip stories last week, at least in my feeds, was gossip about a gossiper. I’m talking about the anonymous blogger behind the website Crazy Days and Nights and the story in The Daily Beast about how his identity has allegedly been exposed.
When the gossiper becomes the gossip – we saw this happen with DeuxMoi a few months ago when Taylor Swift’s publicist Tree Paine put them on blast, and I have some personal experience with it (on a much smaller scale, not trying to pretend I’m a big deal) when I was called out a few years ago for the all-round disgusting shit that was posted in the early years of LaineyGossip.com – it’s obviously ironic since this is someone who built his reputation on getting people to guess the celebrities that his blind items were purportedly about, even though in the disclaimer he notes that “certain” stories on the site “are either products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously”. Still, there are a LOT of people out there who believed it, and whose gossip foundation is built on that imagination and fiction.
I’m not here to judge CDAN, this is not my job nor my interest. But his situation is a good opportunity to share some thoughts I’ve been having about the blind business because, well, I used to be in it.
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