Much of this abuse occurs at a subterranean level, on blogs
or Twitter streams that I might have no knowledge of. When I do become aware of
it, which is usually when someone tips me off, there’s always the question: do
I respond?
Mostly I don’t. Life is too short, and I have a living to
earn. I marvel at people whose names (or more often pseudonyms) crop up
constantly in the blogosphere or on Twitter. I can only assume they have
nothing to do, which may explain why they seem perpetually peevish.
In any case, I have to accept that criticism goes with the
territory. I dish it out, and I have to expect some back in return. As Harry Truman
said, “If you can’t stand the heat, get out of the kitchen”.
But every now and again, I come across something that seems
to call for a response. It happened today, when my attention was drawn to a
recent exchange on Twitter.
Someone called Dan (Why so timid, Dan? Tell us who you are)
tweeted: “Karl du Fresne looks like he wears his 2001 Alcatel cellular
telephone in a holster attached to his belt”.
To which New Zealand
Herald journalist Matt Nippert responded: “And no low-slung holster either.
That belt’s hitched high.”
Another Herald journalist,
Juha Saarinen, joined the fun: “Right below the moobies”.
At this point, anonymous Dan weighed in again: “Visible,
obviously, because his shirt is proper tucked in.”
Now if you were naïve, you’d laugh this off as a bit of
harmless fun. But of course it’s nothing
of the sort. It’s malice masquerading as humour.
I have no idea what prompted this particular exchange, but I’m
guessing these guys don’t much like what I write. So they resort to sneering
and ridicule. They create a caricature of me as a sad old dinosaur who’s been
left floundering helplessly in the wake of the digital revolution, wears his pants around his chest and doesn’t realise that it’s uncool to tuck his
shirt in.
I’ve been subjected to far more vicious online attacks, so
won’t lose any sleep over this one. But it’s worth commenting on for several
reasons.
The first is that it’s a classic ad hominem attack, mounted via
a medium perfectly suited to ad hominem attacks. Since Twitter imposes a limit
of 140 characters, participants are conveniently excused from developing a
coherent argument. Far easier to discredit someone by constructing a man of
straw (based on what? The mug shot on my column?) and then tearing it down. Job
done.
And let’s examine this crude caricature further. A newspaper
column, or even something as expansive as a blog, often reveals only a small
part of the writer and his or her private life (unless, of course, we’re
talking about Deborah Hill Cone). Columns often tell you nothing about who the
columnist’s friends are, what’s most important to them personally, what they
wear, the books they read, the films they watch or the music they listen to.
The Three Mouseketeers of the Twittersphere mentioned above
wouldn’t have a clue about the sort of person I am, but this doesn’t stop them
from making assumptions on which to base puerile personal attacks. (There’s
nothing new here. In the past I’ve been described as an ardent National Party
supporter and a devout Catholic, both comically wrong.)
My second point is that in these situations, people
typically hunt in packs. They post their comments in friendly forums where they
are confident of attracting support. They operate in the smug certainty that in the
groupthink of the echo-chamber, their Twitter followers or blog commenters can
be relied on to back them up.
In short, it’s the dynamics of the gang, where people seek reassurance
and security in numbers. Not everyone in a gang is necessarily gutless, but by
their very nature gangs attract cowards and curs.
My third and perhaps most important point is that if I really
were the pathetic figure these people make me out to be, they would ignore me. I wouldn’t be worth the time of day. So I regard
their attempted ridicule as a perverse compliment, and should probably thank
them for the attention.
You've got to remember ad hominen is the MO of every writer out of Progressivestan, and every suburb in that place has a central square with a public stock for shaming those who don't think as one with them :)It's born of an arrogant assumption the Left have indoctrinated themselves with they know better than we plebs wallowing in the supposed self-interest (which is hogwash) of individualism, and despite the contrary evidence of reality (for example, the butchery the Left made of the 20th century). Of their not understanding that altruism enforced by the a Big Brother State, and the dependency bred with that, is the reversal, totally, of the classical liberalism out of the Enlightenment that once made the West the peak of civilisation that every repressed people aspired to (and many died trying to escape to).
ReplyDeleteIt's the arrogance that annoys me the most, and their assumption of 'intellectualism' when the modern man at the base of their worship, economystic JM Keynes, has proven via imploding Western economies they have little grasp of reality across too many of the disciplines, and worse, a two-faced disrespect for liberty (two faced because they'll march against GCSB, but give every power to IRD above the Privacy Act, and even the burden of proof, to rifle through the private lives of those they think must be forced to fund their altruism.) Or something like that; plus water, ducks back, and all and all. Sorry, all that from you just wearing your britches around your neck :)
I'll tick I'm not a robot and just post this I think.
We have racism, sexism, ageism. Now a subset of the latter, baby-boomerism, emerging from (some among) younger generations. It'd be nice if they refused to stereotype us in the way I refuse to stereotype them. But that'd require some open-mindedness.
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