They used to tank cod from Alaska all the way to China. They’d keep them in vats in the ship. By the time the codfish reached China, the flesh was mush and tasteless. So this guy came up with the idea that if you put these cods in these big vats, put some catfish in with them and the catfish will keep the cod agile. And there are those people who are catfish in life. And they keep you on your toes. They keep you guessing, they keep you thinking, they keep you fresh. And I thank god for the catfish because we would be droll, boring and dull if we didn’t have somebody nipping at our fin. (Catfish the Movie)
Has anyone seen that episode of Catfish on MTV featuring this young man named Aaron? (Spoiler Alert!) It definitely left me shocked and gasping. Another young man named Stephen (I think?) thought he was having an online relationship with a beautiful blond. For some reason Stephen didn’t think it was strange his internet lover was never available to converse on the phone. He got a hold of Nev and the MTV television crew to make a meeting with his lady love possible. To make a long story short, with the camera crews filming at least four angles of the meeting, Stephen found himself face to face with his internet lover – Aaron.
I’m swimming upstream in this world where people use internet personalities to be completely opposite of who they actually are. I use the internet to be myself. I use blogging to say all of the things that I’m afraid to say out loud. Everyday, I smile as I flounce down the halls of the office building that houses the job I loathe. I laugh and giggle at dinner parties. I tell jokes at family events and picnics. I convince others that I’m not a recovering alcoholic on the verge of a relapse at any moment. I’ve been told that I seem so strong. Others ask if anything ever goes wrong in my life. They wonder if I ever have a reason to cry.
Since I’m not like Aaron, does that make me codfish? Is there catfish nipping at my fin?