Wow, I’ve posted a journal, and it isn’t about New Year or my birthday? How surprising!
The topic here will be ‘internet commenting’; more specifically – how I react to internet commenting.
A fun feature of many places on the internet is that they feature the option to leave a comment, a chance to leave your thoughts on the article in question, not unlike a sign-in book in a hotel.
Now, the people who make such comments are perfectly within their rights to do so, and I am well within my rights to ignore them and not give a shit.
Bearing all of that in mind, here’s a question: Why in the hell can’t I stop seeking the bad ones out?
Whenever I have a look through any social media that I’m on (Twitter, Facebook, Tumblr, etc) or indeed anywhere that involves comments (FA, DA, IB, etc), I secretly hope that there’ll be some comments that’ll make me nice and indignant about their contents.
I’ll give you an example – on Facebook, I follow a group called ‘Snakes’ that posts (shockingly) pictures of snakes, which are my favourite animals.
With each and every picture they post, I go through the comments that turn up there. It’s not to see comments that say “Aw, lookit the pretty noodle baby! <3”.
In fact, it’s the complete opposite – I’m searching for the poorly-spelt, hilariously uninformed posts that usually read something like “OMG why would you have a snaek, they’re the DEVIL!!1! Its MeAsUrInG yOu To EaT yOu!!!”
Another, less funny example would be when Australia legalised homosexual marriage. Did I look it up on Twitter to see heartwarming pictures and posts of support?
No. Of course I didn’t. I trawled through the comments to see what manner of bible-bashing, hateful morons had crawled up from underneath their rocks to try and spoil it for everyone.
“This is a hateful day,” proclaimed one of them. “How can anyone celebrate such an abomination?”
“Fairly sure your parents celebrated your birth,” I desperately wanted to reply.
But I never reply to them. Hell, I rarely ever post anything on the internet outside of furry art websites, let alone comment on things outside of them.
In the words of Wayne Campbell, my seeking out of comments like these is ‘both bogus and sad.’ But I do it nonetheless, despite knowing that I should know better.
So why do I do it?
Do I get off on the indignation? Do I crave disappointment and annoyance? Am I just so dissatisfied with my life that I trawl through YouTube comments on my favourite things like a depressed fisherman just to find bad ones whilst ignoring the good ones?
I tend to obsess over them somewhat, letting them stew in my mind and going over responses that would surely crush the offending commenter like a bug... but then ultimately deciding against it, as with the Australia example above.
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