I’ll admit it. I’ve been fighting with people on the Internet again.
- One person got mad at me for making fun of Richmond and suggested I move. I replied that the only fun Richmond has for a Yankee is getting on native Richmonders’ nerves so thanks for the highlight of my day.
- I told 2 commenters on someone else’s post that they should be banned from going into public during family friendly hours (and then wrote an entire post about people I do want to ban, but that was funny, right?)
- I had a woman whose son died call me a sick person and not because I get colds a lot. I managed to respond reasonably — mostly because the grieving-mother-part got through my screw-you mentality –and we worked it out as best an opinionated movie-watching blogger and a grieving mother can given the I’m-not-linking-to-the-post circumstances.
- I corrected someone’s math on Twitter. Publicly and without remorse.
- I was yelled at by 2 liberal tweeters for being happy that Susan Komen recanted their new (now old) position on Planned Parenthood funding. I fought back only to be informed: “All Republicans are liars.” I managed to restrain myself by this point since I was clearly dealing with geniuses beyond my intellectual capacity. Side note: 2 hours later one of them tweeted the komen recant story. The fact that I didn’t gloat should get me a pass on some these other confessions, but it probably won’t.
- I mocked a complete stranger on Facebook who asked a question on someone else’s status. The next day, I apologized for being rude except she didn’t think I was being rude, which made me feel worse since I thought it was my superpower.
- I took offense twice at a commenter. By the second one (many days later), I couldn’t stop myself from replying with multiple defensive karate chops only to reread her comment an hour later and realize that I had misread it. I cannot go into more details because having discovered that I’m not as good at offending people as I thought (see above confession), she may not know I was offended, and I’d like to keep her as a reader. Also, she’s good at picking fights with me and I seem to be in that kind of mood lately.
And these are only the ones I typed. I’ve also fought with a cat, three doors, a blanket, a tree, and I flicked off my laptop for running out of batteries.
Plus, I have countless more Internet fights that weren’t documented because they were interrupted by the kids, played out only in my head, or my husband summarily glared at me until I stopped recounting the story and backed slow away from my computer.
What’s the point? Well, snide comments, misunderstood moments and feelings of justified anger happen sometimes. We’re not all trolls and bullies. Sometimes, we’re just people having a bad day, month or year. I didn’t go out to pick fights, but I’ve been stressed over the past few weeks and it’s coming out sideways. I didn’t even realize what I was doing until I thought: There cannot be this many hot button issues and annoying people on Facebook, Twitter and blogs. Wait… am I the common denominator? CRAP.
So thanks for giving me the benefit of the doubt and I hate the rest of you.
Okay, fine, I’m still working on it.