I've been around in blogging circles, both parent and otherwise, on and off (briefly off mind) since 2006 (I know right? Before Twitter and everything).
So, I've kind of seen a lot in that time, drama, spats, unhappiness, passive aggressive fuckery, the whole nine yards.
I've joined in with my fair bit of what I like to term "bitch blogger baiting" and I've had differing levels of success. Sometimes I have felt justified (and still do, cough, holiday camp, cough), other times, I have woken up the next day, and thought "well that was a bit daft" and done a mouthing off walk of shame back on to Twitter to apologise.
But you carry on.
In blogging, as in life, you cannot possibly please all the people all the time. Whereas you may have 100,000 followers and hits per month, there will always be a few nay sayers who hate you, your blog, your cat and anything else you hold dear.
Its how we deal with these moaning minis and trolls that counts. Trust me, I have had enough of these to know what I'm talking about. I've been called, thick, unintelligent, a shit blogger, a blagger, mentally unstable, ugly, fat and my own personal fave, a chav. I laughed.
I don't really believe in don't feed the troll, cos to me, in my position, I love them, they are bloody great for stats after all! No I'm kidding. Really.
What I feel more like is that, if this troll is so intent on making you miserable, that actually, rather than slipping away from my blog and my twitter and retreating to a safe distance (or Facebook) the best course of action is to ramp up your blogging. Go out of your way to be all over social media like a persistent rash.
I know far too many bloggers who are lovely ladies (and gents) but each and every week one of them is attacked in some way. Sometimes its a comment, other times a tweet.
However, I think that to write a nasty comment without writing your name smacks of a lack of bravery and acute awareness that they are, in fact, a fuckwit. And that's how we should all see these people. Fuckwits, causing fuckwittage, to be fucking fuckwits and to make people as fuckwitty as they are.
I also feel that, actually, these said fuckwits should be patted on the head, told "there there" and laughed at. Not gotten worked up over. I would even go as far as to say that, should you have a fuckwit at your virtual door, you have truly made it in terms of blogging, its like being in a boyband and having a crazy stalker, but in a virtual sense.
Clearly, such is what you are doing, and doing well, that these much maligned , and clearly delusional, people are that jealous as to try and knock you enough to even out the playing field. Rather than, say, improving their own space online, writing good content, and engaging in a positive sense, they would much rather act in a childish way. They aren't here to make friends, and even if they are, they are so scared of being found out for what they really are behind the cloak of anonymous that they do just that- write anonymous. Or Guest. Or something similar.
Don't get me wrong, we all have bad days when we hate the world and we find ourselves jumping feet first and end up insulting people. Its those who do it all the time and think they are clever about it (when actually, one such troll is so well known in a certain blogging community (cough parent bloggers, cough) that it makes a mockery of her use of "anon") that are the problem.
So, keep doing what you do, write for you and those who like what you write, disregard those who don't and keep on keeping on.
And let those trolls up your stats whenever they like.
Showing posts with label trolls. Show all posts
Showing posts with label trolls. Show all posts
Saturday, 30 August 2014
Tuesday, 2 July 2013
Dear Bounty Mutineers: Did You Think We Wouldn't Get OUR Voices Heard?
Sooooooooo my lovelies.
I have been:
Personally attacked on Twitter (standard)
Had my beliefs and motives questioned (u-huh)
Started a petition (You know me guys)
Lived to tell the tale.
You know what I really do not like in Social Media? That some people who should know better resort to thinking that it's their way or the highway. That there should not be an opposing view. That they are right. Full stop, end of, and no one has the right to say anything.
Can I get a collective hell no please in here?
The thing is, my issue (or ishoo as I always feel with these things is more appropriate) is that social media is there to set the tone To push the trends. To spark thoughts, feelings and friendly debate.
It is not to spearhead a campaign, however worthwhile you feel it it is, and then, when quite a few people do what is morally right and the reason for social media and say, after considering your view I'd like to publicly say I don't agree, to mud sling, name call and be downright rude and abusive.
I have been:
Personally attacked on Twitter (standard)
Had my beliefs and motives questioned (u-huh)
Started a petition (You know me guys)
Lived to tell the tale.
You know what I really do not like in Social Media? That some people who should know better resort to thinking that it's their way or the highway. That there should not be an opposing view. That they are right. Full stop, end of, and no one has the right to say anything.
Can I get a collective hell no please in here?
The thing is, my issue (or ishoo as I always feel with these things is more appropriate) is that social media is there to set the tone To push the trends. To spark thoughts, feelings and friendly debate.
It is not to spearhead a campaign, however worthwhile you feel it it is, and then, when quite a few people do what is morally right and the reason for social media and say, after considering your view I'd like to publicly say I don't agree, to mud sling, name call and be downright rude and abusive.
Monday, 2 April 2012
Is It Me Or: Do Bloggers Need to Jump Off the Suspicious Train?
For once, with a lot going on in my personal (not blogged about) life I happened to miss a Parent Blogging world related hoo-ha.
Now, as you know, in blogging terms, I'm pretty much drawing my pension. I've seen it all- mass views from Yankee bloggers happy for some English interaction (2006-2008), mutual love and support, (2008-2009), the times it started to all get a little competitive (2009-2010) to what we have now. Which I wont put a tag on, as its pretty hard to actually, but let's just say the mutual love and support is in short supply these days.
Now, as you know, in blogging terms, I'm pretty much drawing my pension. I've seen it all- mass views from Yankee bloggers happy for some English interaction (2006-2008), mutual love and support, (2008-2009), the times it started to all get a little competitive (2009-2010) to what we have now. Which I wont put a tag on, as its pretty hard to actually, but let's just say the mutual love and support is in short supply these days.
Sunday, 31 July 2011
Internet Weirdness- Accept No Imitations
Its not my usual style to post twice in one day, but you'll soon realise why I have.
As you know, on Friday I was at Nursey sister's wedding. It was lovely, as you can see from picture's I've posted on Facebook and Twitpic, as well as today's Silent Sunday offering.
As you know, on Friday I was at Nursey sister's wedding. It was lovely, as you can see from picture's I've posted on Facebook and Twitpic, as well as today's Silent Sunday offering.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)