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Friday, November 25, 2005

Is That All There Is? 

There's a phenomenon I encounter on the Internet every once in a while, and it's something I don't understand. Maybe there's a part of my brain missing or something like that; I really don't know. What I'm talking about is the concept of gratuitously making fun of people you don't know at all, simply because they are different from you.

I'm not going to say that I've never been guilty of being mean to people on the 'Net. I've been a real jerk at times. But when I've said mean things, it's been stuff that was to the point. For example, I was in a situation a few years ago where I stuck up for someone who was being flamed in comments on LiveJournal. It just got nastier and nastier, and I was giving as good as I was getting, until all of a sudden, I started getting comments in my own journal...to the effect that I was fat.

Yup. I'm fat. Oh noez! I'm a fat girl. But being fat had nothing to do with the argument at hand, and has nothing to do with my intellectual capacity or the lack thereof. In other words, these people were just pulling random facts about me out of the air, and using them to strengthen their arguments. Uh...what?

I see this kind of stuff all the time. Person A encounters Person B, who is very different from A. By very different I mean something like, say, being a furry fan. B may not be attacking or bothering A, but all of a sudden A feels he must lash out at B. He makes snarky comments about how badly adjusted B is, and perhaps even posts pictures of B to strengthen his evidence. Everyone A knows joins in the game, making fun of poor B -- who probably wasn't even bothering A in the first place. Why does this happen?

This just happened to me again this weekend. Did it make me cry like a little girl? Oh sure. I hate being picked on. Bugs the hell out of me. I'm very thin-skinned. But then I dried my tears and blew my nose and that's that. What, was this supposed to ruin my life? I don't think so, girlfriend.

But the question remains: why do people do that? What is it about me, for instance, that makes people need to voraciously read my website, download or link to pictures of me that they feel are less than lovely, and make fun of me on their own websites or other fora? What is it about the friends of mine that it happens to? Or...what is it about the people who do this, the "Person A"s of this world?

It's not that I've never put anybody else down. Sure, in specific cases, I've done the old high school game of saying, wow, look at that train wreck, I'm so much better than that. I know what it means when I do it; it means that I'm insecure. It means that I'm not sure I am better than that. Ultimately, it means that I need to take a long hard look at myself and ask myself what's up, and work on improving myself so that I have nothing to be insecure about.

What does it say about the A's who don't even know the B's they're putting down -- who just pick someone at random to make fun of? When I think about that, it makes me even sadder than the original insults did. Because really, if you have to go out of your way to make fun of other people, your life is pretty damn sad indeed. Get a hobby, girlfriend.




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