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The Sleep Writer

Yesterday night, after falling asleep, I awoke suddenly, with an idea for a blog post. I sat up, thinking that I would definitely forget what I wanted to write about and looked around for a piece of paper to write a note.

I found the pen and paper and wrote something, still sleepy. Even the lights were switched off.

Today, after waking up in the morning, I remembered that I had written down something and looked to see what it was. Only four words were written - "critic fat guy food". I thought about what it could mean throughout the day. 

Did I criticise a fat guy eating food and found this so amazing that I had decided to write a blog on it? Is there a fat critic who eats guy food (whatever that is supposed to mean)? I tried all permutations and combinations, but nothing seemed to make sense. What the hell was I thinking about in my sleep?!

Then, on the way back home, it finally struck me! Eureka, I shouted. Well, I wish I had. But anyway, here is what I wanted to write about.

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If you cooked something and wanted to know if it was of a good quality, would you just call the fattest guy (alright, no gender bias, call a fat girl too if you want) you know and ask him how it tastes?

Does the fat guy become the expert in passing judgement on food, probably because he looks like he eats a lot of food? Most of you will agree, that the answer is no.

You would go to a chef or your mother, or somebody who can cook well. You ask them how the dish you cooked is. This is because the person has the ability to cook well and can judge whether something is well cooked or not.

The same applies for critics.

Generally, critics are people who are deemed as being experts in a particular field and have the ability to influence a lot of the general public. But also, in most cases, these critics usually are not qualified to be deemed as "experts".

For example, most film critics (or maybe all film critics) are not able to direct or act in movies. Yet, they are the people who can give a positive or negative review and can influence movie goers. Surely, an expert is somebody who can work in his area of expertise.

If you are a director or an actor, would you be bothered about what these so called experts have to say about your film/ acting? I think they would be more concerned what their fellow peers think.

What do you think?

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