The Lincoln Plawg - the blog with footnotes
Friday, February 13, 2004
Cecile Dubois - and a little lesson for kibitzers
Cecile (it may be du Bois) was, of all the high school students involved on the wrong end of one of the multitude of PC madness incidents, the one who actually blogged her experience.
And, as a result, cropped up here (February 1), amongst many other places. With reason: it was a good story.
Over the past few days, without following the piece up, the odd titbit here and there has confirmed that Cecile is no ordinary high school student - as scooting over here, here and here will confirm.
Now, I did provide something in the way of a caveat in my piece:
Yes, it has crossed my mind that the whole thing is a fake. If it is, it's pretty damned good!
But the tone does not mislead: I wanted to give Cecile's piece, in every particular, the benefit of the doubt.
Only ten minutes of Mr Google's time would have been needed to obtain the relevant information: most of Cecile's readers were already wised up, I suspect .
Of course, the net offers the most marvellous lowering of barriers to communication; one may travel virtually to Bongo-Bongo Land at the click of a mouse, where, a hundred years ago, a journey of months, with agents and native guides and what-not, would have been needed. Plenty of time for acclimatisation, and practice with communication.
On February 10, I mentioned the difficulties of the layman in interpreting newspaper product which looked like normal English, but wasn't.
Cecile provides another useful lesson to the unwary kibitzer of taking anything for granted when on other folks' turf.
MORE (February 14)
A couple more pieces in characteristic vein have been added chez Cecile: a tête-à-tête with her teacher (the one involved in the incident that kicked the whole thing off), touching on the teacher's career aspirations and love life, in which she tells the teacher she ought to start a blog; and another classroom incident in which she takes the teacher to task for allowing students a free lesson (on account of Valentine's Day), rather than requiring them to experience effusions of some of the great English Romantic poets.
I'm a complete duffer on Eng Lit, and find it hard to pin down Cecile's style: there's definitely an element of The Young Visiters - grown up a bit - and also something of Diary of a Nobody. (A splash of Anne of Green Gables narrated by the heroine, perhaps?) But I sense a less distant literary ancestor.
Quotes would certainly spoil the fun.
I can't help feeling, though, that the pseudonymous Cecile's decision to provide the teacher with the means of tracking down her blog might not prove altogether wise.
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