I have been meaning to write something
about this for a while now*, since being fascinated by a post “Why
I’ll be kicking you off this blog” by John Birmingham got me wondering why
people always seem to become the very thing they initially sort to destroy. I
remember many years ago working as a researcher having a morning ritual of blog
reading prior to starting the day’s work. The Blunt Instrument was one of blogs
I used to flick through, mainly because, depending on how you define the term,
it is trolling in its purest form. It’s kind of entertaining to see people get
so upset about some things.
As you know, dear reader, this
self-involved rant of a blog started after me being selected as a reader-guest
blogger on the CityKat
blog a while back. The post that I wrote, prior to it being edited was more
than a little different from the one published. Don’t get me wrong – I am not
whinging about editing or a ‘my words are my children’ type of nonsense – the
edited article was considerably better than its pre-edited ancestor. However, there is another key difference
between the two – the edited version of
that article was considerably more
hostile and aggressive than the original. While the editing did greatly improve
the article, it also completely removed two aspects of the original article: a
brief point about my pre-marriage life – the removal of which made me look
considerably more the puritan, churchie type than the reality. Secondly, and
mainly, a few paragraphs were removed that, while they were a little graphic in
content, softened the point of the article; these lines made the article a lot
more an ‘all men die together’ type piece than the us v them, marrieds v singles type article that was produced and
painted the whole “my sex life is better
than yours’ comment as a leading, throw away line designed to do nothing
more than win a competition. It rather, became the central feature of the
article. A huge number of the people who
commented on that piece did so to object to or be sceptical about those two
points.
Then you may say, ‘Well, the editors may
not have intended that to happen...they wanted to make it a better piece, and
they did that.’ Which is a true
argument, but not a valid one as it divorces intention from consequence.
A while ago I was talking to the LoML
about a photo on facebook of a friend of ours – she was asking who the other
lady in the picture was – did I recognise the name in the tag. On my page,
there was no second tag – so long story short, this second person had blocked
me, which is why there was no second tag on my page. This lady, who I barely
know, don’t think much of and wouldn’t ever choose to have anything to do with, even
in a facebook context, had blocked me. She must have deliberately gone out of
her way to do this – we’d had no facebook contact and little real life contact.
My reaction was one of being unfairly treated, being harmed or offended
unjustly, which I find to be really strange because I would probably have
blocked her if I could give a hoot about the whole thing, which I don’t. So why
do I care what someone who in real life, I have no regard for her opinion as
anything more than a dumb and useless trust fund brat, why would I care about
an online treatment of me.
I guess maybe the answer is in the fact
that I seemingly have no course of action to respond to this, except for
something like trolling or pranks. So I guess that is the motivation, not that
it was strong enough for me to do anything more than laugh it off and ponder a
little about it, but in different circumstances it may well be. But then maybe there is something considerably
more sinister at play here, maybe online personalities are the inverse of reality.
Plato thought that the poets, unlike the
philosophers should be banned because, basically, they inverse morality. Many
other people have taken this point further, to identify people like Shakespeare
and others as uber-poets, geniuses or the like because they don’t inverse
morality.
I remember one of the first ‘Blunt
Instruments’ that I read, can’t remember what it was about, but someone made
the comment that part of the blog had been stolen from “He died with a falafel
in his hand’, which it had been. The commentator simply didn’t make the
connection. All these people then sought to make this the funniest thing they
had ever witnessed. Strange, especially given that someone was reading and
writing to a blog when they didn’t recognise the author – probably wasn’t taken
that way, but could be construed as quite insulting.
I made a comment here and there, not
very much as doing that gets a little addictive. In thinking about the recent
‘why I’ll be kicking you off this blog’ I remembered a few of the earlier posts
that I had commented on which, like all Blunt Instruments, were designed quite specifically
to incite an emotive and over the top reaction in readers (newspapers have been
doing this for decades). The blurb about the blog itself prides itself on being
“...unfair, unreasonable and often unbalanced, but in a good way..” It took me
a while to track down the comments (I couldn’t remember the name I put on them)
and once I had, I was amazed at what they said. I remember writing a polite,
yet firm response pointing out why I thought whatever was incorrect. What I
found, was that my comments were really rude and arrogant, to the point where I
wondered if they had been changed, but probably not. But why would I speak so
far out of place from my normal discourse? Who knows. Is this just the nature
of human interaction, to be as edgy as you can be, and when that doesn’t work,
be self-righteous and rude? Is that where trolling comes from? Journalists for
decades, probably centuries have been doing this because they can get away with
it. Interesting, if you take a decent look at the legal profession, we are a
surprisingly polite-to-each-other industry. This is probably due to the culture
that we can’t get away with treating each other poorly – the lawyers that do
tend to not last very long.
Watching Insight a few weeks back, Joe someone
drew a line between journalism and trolling on two fronts. Firstly, trolling is
a continued and sustained abuse of a stranger from an anonymous stand point. There
was also a national and/or public interest argument given.
He stated, when pushed on the subject of
his paper’s view of Peter Slipper being depicted as a rat as being fine because
it was a reasoned debate and that because the paper is accountable and
contactable by someone...by anyone. But
is this true? My understanding is that this type of argument is so far removed
from reality, it is hard to discredit given the lack of reference. It’s like
someone saying the moon is made of blue cheese – it is very hard to prove wrong
given the lack of reference to the real world. Are blogs such as this one, and
hundreds, if not thousands of other people who have recently focused on the
media’s inability to report on the issue of the day responded to or even
considered? I would doubt it. Is there going to be a response to this blog
which, like many others would post the often-quoted explanation that “the
problem with journalists is that they don’t read, can’t write and are unable to
tell the difference between a bicycle crash and the end of civilisation.”
Why is it in the public interest that
Peter Slipper is painted as a feral animal; one of the lowest in the natural
world? What difference does it make? While he may have misbehaved, the media
did not pick up on it at the time, neither have they since reported any
information that would make it in the public interest. He’s a pervy old man who
does pervy old man things...big deal. The media in the mean time are waxing
lyrical about this, and a few other seemingly insignificant and personal issues
while the country is plagued by different issues of various kinds that don’t
get a look in. The reason perhaps is that to fill in an article about personal
or emotional issues that someone has doesn’t require much research or any real work.
It is lazy journalism. An article that points out how one political party’s
representatives have labelled the other’s policies as silly, stupid, shameful
or whatever doesn’t require any work. To actually report on the facts and
expert opinions in a balanced way of whether this commentary is valid and why
requires intelligence and effort. To “argue” for example, that there were lies
about a carbon tax is easy to fill in a newspaper without any research or too
much prior thought. To give a balanced and intelligent viewpoints for and
against about whether it is a good thing in an economic, social, environment
and/or other ways takes real work, research and intelligence.
The other argument presented was one of
decency; that there are certain things you don’t do. A man whose fifteen year
old daughter’s RIP page had been defaced by trolls making inappropriate comments
went to the police, who incorrectly told him that they couldn’t do anything.
While this is an awful situation, it’s not really something that is intrinsic
to the internet. Police simply don’t know the law. If I had a dollar for every
time I have tried to get police to act on a report of a specific criminal
activity only to be told by some upstart loser in uniform that “there is
nothing we can do...it’s not illegal”...well, I’d probably have around $67.35.
People need to be closer to their
idealised self both online and in reality regardless of whether or not they can
get away with being someone else.
This post’s groovy, identity-seeking quote:” All
men dream: but not equally. Those who dream by night in the dusty recesses of
their minds wake only in the day to find it was vanity: but the dreamers of the
day are dangerous men, for they may act their dreams with open eyes, to make it
possible.”
This
post’s lame Joke:
A doctor and a lawyer were talking at a party. As they talked they were constantly interrupted by people describing their health problems and asking the doctor for medical advice.
A doctor and a lawyer were talking at a party. As they talked they were constantly interrupted by people describing their health problems and asking the doctor for medical advice.
After an hour of this the doctor asked the lawyer, "What do you do to stop people asking you for legal advice
when you're out of the office?"
The lawyer
replied, "I give them the advice, and then the next day I send them a bill
for the advice. They pay the bill, and never ask me for advice outside the
office again."
The doctor was shocked but decided to try
it.
The next day while the doctor was preparing
the new bills, the postman pushed a letter through his letterbox.
The doctor opened the envelope and inside
found a bill from the lawyer.
This
post’s inappropriate over-share: When I was a
teenager, I once accepted a deal/bet type thing with a guy to let him kiss me
in exchange for a cigarette. I didn’t really give a toss about it, but I did
get upset because the cigarette was a menthol. I know I, know you are saying “what
kind of cigarette were you expecting from guy that would make that sort of
challenge ?”
*and this doc has been sitting on my
desktop for weeks now – throwing it together today as I am sick of letting it
mock me in an unfinished type stain on my life...so sorry about the
slapped-together flow of it.
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