“The internet is a great way to express ones opinion” but I’ve made the argument that too many talks too much and we all drown in “chatter”.
An Artistic depiction of the ''average opinion'' You get a headache just looking at it, right? Probably you can't make out what it is, where it came from, and what the hell it means. You see the shapes, but you can't see how they fit together. You can see a pattern, but you can't see any purpose behind it. Yeah, that's an opinion, for ya!
But there are other problems as well…
We all have opinons. From where they come nobody knows. There are rumours that our thoughts are our own, but others would claim that they are taught from our parents, schools, media, culture etc.
Many of us, especially the strongly opinionated ones, also have the need to express their thoughts. Proudly and loudly! So we write our blogs and we comment videos and makes shout-outs on virtual walls and we laugh out loud to crazy Christians on youtube. We make bold claims that the right or the left or the centre is wrong and that some person, firm or item is the best, bad-assed and worst thing ever.
But sometimes we change.
Not everybody stays arrested in their development.
So sometimes we write stuff that doesn’t stand the test of time. So sometimes, someone realize that what they said was based on ignorance. That what seemed right, was wrong and that they want their racist, political, personal, misogynist, misanthropic, idealistic, cultural relative, anarchistic, nihilistic, borderline pro-drugs, socialist, fascist capitalist, pro-con-war or other poisonous/naive comment removed from whence it was posted.
Unfortunately that is not that easy.
Many of us use nicks on the internet. I for one was not baptised AndyAce83 but choose to write my opinions under a pseudonym. This just gives us an illusion of anonymity, since most internet users can be identified by just an easy googeling of the nick, investigation of their profile etc. It isn’t all that hard to find out. This isn’t news. Still many people choose to express their blunt ignorant rants on the internet without fear.
Illusion of anonymity
I had access to the internet when I was young(er)
and sometimes I wrote comments on message boards, blogs and misc. that I later would have liked removed. The trouble with those comments were not that they were racist, hateful, rude or even ignorant (although age
could be, and often are, a determiner of knowledge
) as much as they were pompous and pretentious
I tried too hard to seem intelligent and adult. The most annoying of all youth traits. That’s when all the internet chatter becomes a bliss.
By drowning in other peoples more pompous and more pretentious ideas and the average internet user being more interested in commenting than reading, what we say may go under the radar. To blend perfectly inn with all the other crapp here.
Unfortunately that is not always the case.
There are people right now uploading videoblogs about make-up-tips and how much fun it is to be a part of a subculture. Other people, wanting to call attention to a problem but their political motivations are so vain that all they say are a bunch of hypnopædia and nonsense.
Even worse, WWW is also an arena for personal breakdowns and real life mistakes. Either the crazy person uploads their own emotional rants and tears or some other numb person with no knowledge of personal boundaries does.
(musing continues below the video)
(This is one of my favourite Play him off keyboard cat, and it has a lesson to be learned.)
So we get attention in forms of graphs and comments, and that’s great, but sometimes that attention can be cruel too. Every time we stick our heads out (in real life or in Cyberland) we also take the risk of our heads being chopped off.
Mocking is a great way to keep idiots in check. People can mock others for their lack of knowledge, lack of self-respect or lack of emotional control, as is right, but then it can (and will) go overboard. Because there are people with low self-esteem on the interweb as well. People living only through the cords, desperately looking for someone to feel superior too. Those people make important mocking into vicious bulling. Spending lots of time just ditching others to the point of having no point. These are the real looser of the internet.
The average troll, nerd, know-it-all, hacker, smart ass gamer (age may vary). They live in basements, around PS3s and is heard complaining about every series, film and music genre that everyone else loves. We are not sure how they mate, but a revolutionary theory from Austria, says that they do not mate but is spread with a virus-spore-hybrid that lives in computers and PS3's. This possible cause has also been found in copies of the God Delusion. This one is stolen from South Park.
Unfortunately for us, they don’t know it, and probably never will.
An example of this could be Stephanie Grace. A woman who was thinking out loud in a mail, and then had to pay the price. She talked about race without learning the golden equation that
Her biggest mistake was not to air out racist mud, but that she trusted her friends enough to tell them. In the matrix you must trust no one! Everyone is a snitch for comments, attention and acknowledgement.
But the point is…
Even if we know their is a chance of making a fool of oneself, and that pathetic people could use it for all that it is worth, we sometimes make a slip of the finger and post something revealing, personal or emotional that is ready for the block.
Now I have also done that. And that’s the real inspiration for this entry (“ahhh!“) I wrote something, somewhere that I found hilarious and intelligent. I wrote like the wind, constantly thinking how great my own text were. Then I posted it, and just like carnal knowledge, I just felt stupid and dirty afterwards. What seemed funny as I wrote it, now just seemed cruel and vulgar.
So I thought “Perhaps I should make some rules for myself? Something that could work as a buffer so I don’t make the same mistakes again.” Because making mistakes are a part of life, but mistakes on the interweb can be for the ages (aka. Epic Fail), and making the same mistakes again and again that’s just… ugh!
I made some rules!
So I made a list of internet rules that I brought for show and tell.
*cleaning my throat*
0) Don’t be personal. If personal, be vague.
Many people believe that their problems need a spokesperson and that the right spokesperson is themselves. That is wrong! Few problems need a spokesperson, but a solution! By telling people that you have been raped, molested, cheated on, lost some one you love, think pornography needs to be more acknowledge in the art or that your special abortion experience needs to be shared your only perverting yourself.
But then you may say “Hey, AndyAce83! Your personal! You say what’s on your mind as a white-trash whore on a talk show!”
No! I talk about my opinions, but rarely do I talk about my inner reasons for them. Opinions are not private, but experience, relations and emotions are.
But then you may say
Blogs are not diaries!
“Hey, AndyAce83! What’s the point of giving your opinion if you can’t tell the reasons why?
You can, and sometimes you should tell what you base your opinion on. But then you HAVE TO BE VAGUE! Instead of saying “I’ve been raped by Johnny Verrot”, you can say “I have had experiences with rape”. The latter one could be “personal”, “professional”, “trivial” or “lie”. The fist one can only be “personal” or “lie”, but will probably only be interpreted as the first one.
But then you may say “Hey, AndyAce83! Who the hell are you to dictate what I can and cannot say, you fucking asshole!”
I noticed that you didn’t have a question-mark there, so it wasn’t technically a question, but I will address it anyway. I can not dictate what someone else can and cannot say, nor will I. But I will problematize the growing number of social porn that simplifies, flatten and perverts our relationship to ourselfs, others and our values. If you are “self-destructively” honest you will will be empty, filled with void and ultimately lonely as intimacy will disappear!
(The list continues after the video)
(A key scene from the movie Persona by Ingemar Bergman. This movie, to me, is all about the loss of personal boundaries. The protagonist reveals her inner thoughts to her patient, who is mute, and then in this scene discovers that the mute was not dumb. She had made her reflections on the protagonists experiences and the protagonist doesn’t like what she reads. This causes a dissociative shock that gives her an identity disorder. NOTE: This is MY INTERPRETATION. Cannon interpretation is “split personality disorder” from the beginning of the picture)
1) Write everything you want to post in a text document first.
By doing this you can get a general overview of your comment and also removing some of the worst spelling errors.
2) Don’t be impulsive. Save the document and don’t post it before a day has passed.
This may take the fun out of commenting, but it also removes much off the risk of making a fool of oneself. By giving the text some time some of the biggest fault may become apparent. Besides, if what you wanted to write becomes obsolete within 24 hours, you probably don’t need to write it anyway.
3) Don’t write in affect.
Yet another rule that kills much of the fun of posting. Still if you are angry, sad, or dissociative, I would recommend you not write or at least not post at the time.
4) Watch your tongue (as it moves)
Don’t be crude and vulgar, don’t be rude and careless, don’t be emotionally numb and apathetic, don’t be asocial and angry. Yet another rule that… you know.
5) Remember, respect and acknowledge rights to privacy.
6) Brake all the rules when needed.
No one like a neurotic, and only neurotics follow the rules to the absurd.
7) Don write endless blog entries that few (if any) will read.
But don’t forget rule #6!
Blog 2.0 - Is so sad today because the police took it's crack, it's rape scars wont heal and it's boyfriend left it for another blog. A younger SLUT blog. THAT WHORE! FUCKING HATE BLOG 3.0!!!
Now that you have been given food for thought and probably have a great headache and feel depressed you can reward yourself with the Tear for Queers song SHOUT! It’s sort of related to the topic above. At least if you want it to.