Hubpages.com is a website of writers, photographers, and video recorders who basically likes to show their worth in the amount of readership received on a daily or monthly basis. One Hubber joined a few weeks ago in a frensie to get the work to curious readers and to discover an audience of interest or public resonance. Most of the time the Hubber's work entailed politics, relationships, automobiles, and personalities. The Hubber's main core of interest, however, seem to fall in the differences in interests of the sexes. Upon a bit of reading and research, just like the outside world of cyberspace, the Hubber found out that women wrote mostly about relationships and men wrote about just about any and everything else. The Hubber found out that the world inside Hubpages was similar to what you would find upon browsing into StarBucks. Women would be engrossed in how to please her man and to better understand him, while men would be thumbing through specialized magazines for the articles or technotronics.

While the Hubber was strolling through Hubsville, a beautifully engineered bit of Hubitivy was discovered. The rock star photo of the beautiful diva headliner was like a dose of adrenalin in the fight or frignt skism of a panic anixiety episode. Scrollers and passerby of Hubbers just had to stop and read from the rock star status of the Hub. This Hub had all of the bells and whistles except maybe just a video with a click of information, which is not considered a great Hub. Images were with each indept article that span the globe of interests. Sometimes the talk would be on technology and then the talk would be on the Hub such as kissing and telling or a lighter subject. Each article in the Hub was varied and took the interest away from looking at any other Hubtivity. The comments totaled the thousands and if a Hubber wanted to leave a comment, the scroll to the comment box was miles down the page.

A Hubber hoping to get a smidgen of those visitors decided to join in with the commenters hoping to move some of that powerful networking tool in another direction. This hubber was entralled with the divides that be on the outside world with such issues as equal pay for equal work, the frivility of feelings and how wishful thinking could turn into an inhibitor. The hubber was quite passionate about the divides that be and worked hard to win over those seemingling neverending barriers to be the best Hubber ever.

The Hubber that was playing character to "Dude looks like a lady" was really a dude. Inferences after inferences proved that this engineering mind had found the secret to being a successful Hubber. Other hubbers looking at the rock star status of those hubs would think that every subject of interest imaginable was in those highly imaged and subcaptioned Hubs.

What did the prized star Hubber do wrong? What was he caught red-handed doing with his hands in the cookie jar? Only what other people who used the internet does and that is to use an avatar or picture other than himself to identify himself. Only, this marketeer, used one of the most popular female personality in the public entertainment industry, not to identify himself but to conjure up readership for his highly engineered Hub.

The real Hubber may just have been an engineer by the looks at the hub. This hubber awakened the reality that there is a difference in the sexes when it comes to winning. Men will win at any cost even to crossing the aisles into the land of the often thought of technically challenged and also using the whims of the males's contagious attraction to the beauty of a woman.

Hubbers of course are knowledgeable of the pictures placed beside the article but it is awfully difficult not to place cognizance with the picture of the writer and the content. Even in the internet world, there still is a penchant to know who is speaking to get a general idea of the slant of the readership regardless of the topic of the article. The Hubber was caught red handed using a marketing tool of sexual attraction to garnish readers to the Hub that probably would have fared better without the deception. "Dude looked like a lady."