I was born with a gene, passed down from my father, for sarcasm. It’s in my blood. It’s impossible for me to muffle my sarcastic nature.
But I’ve never thought of myself as a mean person. It’s the other gene I have, passed down from my mother, for non-confrontation. Like the sarcasm gene, it’s in my blood. It’s nearly impossible for me to be confrontational.
I’m not an instigator. I don’t seek out drama. I keep stressors at bay. It’s kind of a medical necessity these days.
Unfortunately, around the internets lately, I’ve been seeing a shite-ton of instigators.
The instigators to whom I am referring are the people who leave hurtful comments and send cruel messages, sometimes threatening, always negative.
I don’t understand these people.
It’s completely baffling to me how someone can create a Twitter account simply to harass someone very recently diagnosed with a serious medical condition. (NOTE: I was going to link to the person who is harrassing Erin @queenofspain, but he/she resorted to posting Erin’s phone number publicly on Twitter, so I’m not going to make things worse for her. You can check her Twitter stream for the asshole.)
It’s out of my realm of understanding for someone to tell me they are going to send their relatives to find me where I live because her $12 order has yet to arrive. I also can’t understand why she would create a Facebook account simply to harass me, curse at me, insult me, and threaten to call my local police station to file a report of theft. Why? Because her $12 order hadn’t arrived to her in a different country.
It’s mind blowing me to see one of my best friends insulted publicly about permanent artwork on her skin. I believe in the old adage, “If you can’t say anything nice, don’t say anything at all.” So what if you don’t like her tattoo or don’t understand it? It’s permanent. To say anything negative about it would definitely hurt her feelings, likely forever.
It’s incomprehensible for me to understand the person who leaves a hurtful comment on my friend’s blog where she bares her sensitive soul about her challenging son. It is HER choice to ask for help in the ways of community support by telling her story. It is NO ONE’S business to tell her what she can and cannot write about HER own family.
It’s astounding that someone would leave me a comment (in a previous post) telling me that I should go back to writing about my period instead of writing about receiving sponsored products and my opinion of our health care system. I don’t have to defend myself and what I write about. I don’t have to answer to someone else, someone whom I don’t know, someone who has only once or twice ever been to my blog. I invite those people to move on to someone who appreciates the vitriol they spew.
I just.
Don’t.
Get it.
I need a dose of double rainbows. And apparently, the rest of the world does, too.
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Although the length these people have gone to just to spread hate does boggle the mind, I say screw ‘em. Trite, I know. But you don’t want to try and crawl inside these idiots’ heads to try and understand. I promise, it’s not pretty in there.
In every case, it comes down to the shit-spewing individual’s personal issues. Which really must be pretty large and in charge if they’re so emotionally invested in start wank on the Internet over stuff that has nothing to do with them.
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A quote from the great Anissa “People are assholes”
I wouldn’t make it a day without the friends I have made on the internet.
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First and foremost – people, in general, are dicks.
Second – it is the squeaky wheel that gets heard. Unfortunately in each case you present above most of the readers/friends/tweetbuddies are quietly enjoying life and it’s the 5% of the world that decides that they need to be assholes for the rest to witness.
Third – I have to believe that Karma will get them back in the long run with a rashy mark on their forehead shaped like a penis and a raging case of herpes.
That is all.
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Apparently you do!
I guess some people have nothing better to do with their time huh? If only they could funnel all that aggression into good.
Hope your day gets better,.
This is a big source of confusion for me too. It’s like watching TV, if you don’t like the program, think the writing is weak, you turn the channel. Same with blogs… if you don’t like it, move on. End. Period. Dot!
I hate mean people.
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I dunno. Our Cereal Wednesday site recently got one of those troll comments where someone called us fat walruses and said Dawg has hot dogs for fingers so should put mustard on them. I thought it was funny because … I mean, who cares, whatever, that person doesn’t know us and if they do then still whatevs. But the personal attacking phenomenon is nothing new, comes and goes, someone somewhere is the recipient of its wrath on a daily basis, and it’s our toughening up mechanism. Gotta toughen up or leave the online world because people are mean to strangers to cope with their abysmal lives.
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Some people are trolls. Their mommies never taught them: If you can’t say something nice, then shut your f-ing mouth. They are jealous that they will never have good friends like you do. I almost feel sorry for them.
PS – Did you know that while you were tweeting about the Emms @johncusack was being attacked by whackos who hate him just for being him? Point: Even celebrities get trolled.
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Yes, I agree. Some people clearly lose all class on the internet. I’ve received hateful blog comments, too. Why leave hate? Just unsubscribe if you don’t like me or what I have to say! Geez! People can be so mean, especially when they think they’re being anonymous.
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You know what? I have several tattoos. And when I was going to meet my fiance’s parents for the first after learning their religion doesn’t promote body modification, I was terrified. I was so worried that they were going to look at me in a different way because I chose to memorialize my grandmother and a friend in the military on my body. They were the most accepting, warm, and kind hearted people I have had the pleasure of meeting. Even though they wouldn’t choose to tattoo themselves, they respected my choice. So even though you don’t agree on something doesn’t mean you can’t act like an adult about it.
wait, someone ASKED you to write about your period?
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well I’m kinda new to the bloggysphere (I only read, don’t write) so I haven’t seen too much of this poop slinging you tell of, but I’m sad that is has landed on you and I hope you wash it off soon so you don’t have to spend any more energy thinking about it. I REALLY enjoy your blog; like LOTS! and oodles!!
Wishing I could send you a MickyD’s cone (NOT a lil’ cheeseburger) but I”m in Phoenix and it’s hot here and it would most assuredly be messy. (also: I enjoyed your posts about products you received. I checked them out online and I can buy something if I want but I don’t have to so wuts the big deal??) Thanks for writing. You bring joy to my day!!!
You know, I actually don’t know if I’d describe you as sarcastic. You’re just so… nice.
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FUCK YOU
how’s that for sarcasm?
LOL!!!!!
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Some people are inherently just…..asshats. I blogged about my son’s latest diagnosis of SPD (after PDD-NOS, then Asperger’s….we finally got a diagnosis we feel fits him, but anyway…) and someone on twitter whom I know irl (unfortunately) called it “horseshit” and then said “schadenfreude”. I mean, REALLY?
I don’t get being an asshole just for the sake of being an asshole, I really don’t, and I honestly feel very sorry for the people who live their lives in such a way.
To be so empty that you have to fill your life with negativity is just plain sad.
Keep on rockin’ the blogosphere and jerkfaces be damned! =)
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Seriously – I will mail the troll in another country $20: $12 to replace what you “stole” from them and $8 so they can buy a clue about not being an asshole.
People are really REALLY bothering me lately.
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the harassment started AFTER i refunded her $12 AND shipped her product at my expense, and showed her proof of both.
seriously.
Know what I do get? I do get the joy of finding the -perfect- word. I think you found it in “vitriol”. Gold star. Nicely done.
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That’s crap, but unfortunately true. My fifteen year old daughter just went through a summer where another fifteen year old (ex best friend) started a blog and then posted three violently horrible posts about my kid and me. She made fun of everything from her size, to her personality to her sexuality. It was depressing.
We win in the end though, my kid just let it go and took the high road and after three posts, she stopped. Probably because we weren’t giving her the reaction she wanted…ie, any reaction at all. It’s hurtful all the same.
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I thought this is a post about ED medication… I am very sorry that shitty things happened (and still are going on?) to you and your friends and some nice bloggers. Really? Queen of Spain? She could not have been nicer? Why would anyone have any beef against her so much that they went thru the trouble?… But you know, sometimes I don’t think I will ever be surprised by people any more. Here is what @shitmydadsays’ dad said, “Don’t focus on the one guy who hates you. You don’t go to the park and set your picnic down next to the only pile of dog shit.”
I just got someone ELSE who was all “you should have left the details OUT of the phoenix” on my blog. I’m like, dude, seriously? Really not what I needed today. Asshats. Oh well.
Dude, people are complete assholes. (Yes, I did just “dude” you even though I hate it when people “dude” me. Seemed like an appropriate time though.)
Even though I try to follow my top 3-5 blogs religiously, it never happens. If for some reason I start falling behind on my #1, A Whole Lot Of Nothing, I will likely catch up after a few days. It is one of the highlights of my days. 99% of the time, I am laughing my ass off. The other one percent is probably because it’s something on a semi-serious note. Even though something as small as a blog post can have a postive impact on my life for making me laugh like a fool for 2.7 minutes, I still want it in my life. And only because it’s positive. Those people who complain (I might be one of them on occasion), and have nothing better to do with their time but waste it being Negative Nancies, Or Debbie Downers need to be taken out of this world…or at least struck by lighting once. And don’t you DARE waste any thoughts or time on those losers. Continue on doing what you want to do and what makes you happy…hell, it’s making some of us happy. And people, like moi, laugh our asses off. (May have commented on something like this before…and about how I’m another stalker of yours. But not in a creepy way.)
I know I’m late on commenting but I’m really behind this month…