Most of us have gone through the
pain anguish of being blindsided. Not literally. Blindsided as in being given a good report about somebody only to find out, on meeting them, that they are just ijots.
Kind of like meeting your favourite blogger in person and realising you don’t know the last time you felt such an anticlimax.
So there I was, receiving this dude’s work and nodding, sometimes shaking my head in wonderment. Wonderment about his style, his style so cool.
Then the crash. He goes and copy-and-pastes a story from a local daily. And since I am keen on having him stay there at the top of the list titled ‘Celebrities,’ I don’t want to listen to the niggling voice in my head telling me, “Houston, we have a problem!”