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This is just about the coolest photography collective I've seen yet.  Thirteen gals from all over the country gathered together on a trip to Marfa, TX and shot their visit.  To say I am jealous is an understatement.  

After watching this video, I have decided I want to be BFF with all of them:

Anyone who's had their eyes open in the (female) blogosphere for the last couple of days has surely noticed the insane response to a small happening at a large event.  The great Dooce Vs. Bloggess misunderstanding of Blogher 08. 

First let me tell you that I was not there. Second, you should know that I am a big fan of both of these ladies.  I subscribe to their blogs and get excited when I see updates.  Third you need to know that I am appalled by some of the responses. In a word: gross.

Of course, since I wasn't present, I've had to do some Googling to get to the bottom of what went down.  Unfortunately I can't seem to find a single quote from the Dooce side, only the response.  Naturally this might tip the scales.

So, I won't go over all the gritty details as I'm sure by now you've had enough (click links if you haven't).  The bottom line is that a perfectly harmless post was brought up during the final keynote, of which Dooce was a speaker, and the entire thing seems to have been blown way out of proportion.

When you get a large group of women together, you're asking for drama.  It's really no big secret.  I've never had a whole lot of girlfriends in my life because of this and yes, it is out of fear.  Not to say ALL women are this way, I just haven't met that special someone.  I'm sure one day I will, but until then, I remain a skeptic.

Out of all the responses I've read, only one really seemed to hit the nail on the head.  The ol' mean girl syndrome.  As women we seem to be programmed to devour gossip, relish in it and spew it back out for anyone to take part in, and I'd say 99.9% of the time, we don't have the story straight. I believe the game is called Telephone?

I'm not saying I haven't partaken.  In fact, I think I'm more afraid of "normal" women because I don't really consider myself to be one and even I can't help being lured in by some juicy gossip. Granted, I tend to keep it to myself and more often then not, I am laughing at the absurdity (to myself), but I am by no means an innocent party.  I am writing this post after all.

So, I'm thinking at next years Blogher, and I'm being serious here, they should consider a panel on the topic.  I'm not saying we find a solution, mean girls will exist until the end of time, but we do need to educate.  A little peer leadership can't hurt. Maybe some walk-a-mile-in-my-shoes therapy. 

I am certain that, as much as we'd like to think so, Dooce and Bloggess are not actually robots (or hobbits) and their feelings are just as sensitive as yours and mine.  Kudos to them for putting on brave faces.