January 14th, 2015

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2013, cyd, new

A Little Online Update

Just for shits and giggles. I have become what I like to call an "intellectual troll". It started with the games with Todd Kincannon (I just found out that he was suspended from the old Tweeter last month), and has evolved into great fun with Brian Glicklich, the PR Troll for Rush Limbaugh. I've mentioned him before.

He got suspended overnight. So, no fun for a while.

Let me ask you, have you ever heard the phrase "heel to", as in "I won't hell to your demands"? I looked in every style guide I could find in the English language and commonly used Romantic language phrases, and I can't find it. I'm quite certain I've never heard it. Glicklich used it constantly. I finally tweeted him that I didn't think that phrase meant what he thought it meant. A complete rip-off of the Princess Bride, I know, but that makes it even sweeter. He didn't answer, he doesn't answer any of my tweets, because then I publicly humiliate him, but he stopped using the phrase.

The guy from high school on Facebook and I took it head to head the other day about something or other that boiled down to his astonishing white privilege and I stopped just short of calling him on it. The next day, he replied to something I had posted. A long response, obviously well thought out, if not researched, but rather adversarial. He had lost the argument the day before. So he was ready for it.

Have you ever, well, I'm sure you have, so think back to the scene in Indiana Jones, the first one. There is a scene where a guy with a big ass, curved sword, I don't know what they're called, but big ass sharp thing, coming to do battle, and Indy just takes out his sidearm and shoots the guy in the chest. And you've probably heard the story of how sick Harrison Ford was that day with dysentery, and there was supposed to be a fight scene, but when the cameras started rolling, he just didn't have the heart or energy to do the scene, so he took out his gun and shot the guy. So the scene was rewritten, because Spielberg thought it was greatness.

That's pretty much what I did to high school guy on facebook. He had like, 200 words devoted to this and was ready to do battle on many fronts and I just replied to him, "You know, I give the fuck up. Really." And then I went to the settings in Twitter and stopped having my tweets forwarded to Facebook. The people on there just don't get it. They are used to being coddled on Facebook and would wither and die on Twitter. On Facebook, everyone gets rewarded just for participating. On Twitter, you've got to earn your shit.

So that's my summation of online ruckus the past few days.

It was pretty cool that I didn't have to find out about Glicklich from the news, which I would have shortly, but I got messages from other activists who wanted to make my morning. I didn't believe it at first. Apparently he went of the deep end last night while I was arting and Doc was on the laptop. He d0xed someone, then bought a web domain in their name, then publicly extorted the person, on Twitter, to get possession back of the domain. Apparently, Twitter looks down on blackmail, who knew? I thought they just hated atheists and Muslims.

Two days later . . .

I've been wanting to finish and post this, but every damn time I sit down, there appears in my lap a cat. Felix, Simon, Boomer, or Major. So I can't put the laptop in my lap to type on it. And now that I have it, I really have nothing to say. There's something I should be doing that I'm blowing off. I need to stop that and get it done.

Okay, here I go.