The huge success of the blog fake IPL player just proves that. The blog claims it's a fake, but netizens are busy contemplating his true identity. Several blogposts and twitters and forums are flooded with analysis (serious and bogus) trying to guess who this 'insider' could be.
You can see this immense fascination with the 'fake' in the enhancements actors get or even when a colleague turns up to work in an Ed Hardy T shirt!! I actually went up to him and got the lowdown on the whereabouts of the tshirt, would i have bothered if i knew it was an original...probably not.
After all being original or having the original is boring...it shows you are gifted, you've made it in life etc etc...so what can the others do but bow to em.
But a fake? Now that's about cheeky gut. So what if you don't have it. You just snook it to the original and get your own version. Fakes have the audacity to say 'i too can have it. Even if it's not it, but who cares, i can bask in the glory of the original without the pain of being one'.
And fakes get interests going too, after all those around you feel much closer to the fake. No airs and highbrow original snoot, it's just the neighbourhood darling 'fake'.
No wonder then that the fake ipl player has generated so much interest. If it was the original player, then he would have been in awe of his originalness. The cheeky care a damn entertainment can come only from the fake--who has nothing to lose. And soon as the fake gets popular, people even forget that it's a fake. Rather they want to know label it as the original... and be the first ones to prove that as well.
So, all the very best to those trying to analyse this original fake IPL player...may the fake reign till then.
P.S.: What do you do when the cook changes but the dinner still needs to taste the same? You change the menu.
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