Oh I feel better
Something I'm generally sensitive to is being patronizing. If I haven't told people before, please, if you catch me being a condescending asshole, don't let me get away with it? I absolutely loathe that behavior and I know I am prone to it. Just tell me if I'm doing it. I won't get offended. I'm grateful for such honesty because I don't want to be That Person.
My first internet experiences interacting with people led me to a confrontation with a friend of viridian's at the time. I was seventeen, thought I knew everything, and was actually in charge of the forum in which she and I were conversing. And I completely resented her every suggestion to me about how to behave. Part of that is being a teenager, but part of it is that resentment we all have towards those people who presume--for whatever reason--to know more than you. Part of being an adult is recognizing that some people do and learning from them; the other part is recognizing those who don't and being well shut of them. (Or, at least, closing off their attempts to correct your behavior/educate you.)
I just wish I'd remembered that before climbing into that cesspool of a message board. The parting blow from my main aggressor amounted to an accusation of my being a disingenuous bully, who spent her time refuting others points and trying to force the board to my side then acting like a martyr when they did not fall over me. I paused after each retaliatory paragraph, considered my actions, questioned them, and came out the other side...laughing.
Am I guilty as charged? Have I ignored other's points of view and craved attention only for myself, blinded with self-love and hearing myself talk? Certainly, I do like hearing myself "talk" through meta. Guilty, then. I must be. And here I sit, reading this personal message from Jacob calling me names, laughing. Because no one harps on the kettle for losing its shine quite like the soot-caked pot, mm?
I'm being patronized while being accused of patronizing. This is very--deeply!--funny to me.
I debated sticking his message under this cut--the "I'm so done with your bullshit, let me spend three paragraphs telling you how you suck" message. I decided not to because, well, you can well guess the tone and content. Suffice to say, patronizing, condescending behavior is unacceptable, whether it comes from me or anyone else. And I'm done with it.
I let him have his last word, and it worked for me because he thinks I'm seething in my martyrdom, or that if he engages the crazy (that would be me) he acknowledges the crazy is worthy of engaging. Very Nixonian of him. I will do neither of these things, nor return to "his" boards to bully the people who suck his cock and pretend it's candy.
I do feel so much better now. Ah, me, away from such silly things. Aren't there some half-naked men I could be ogling? Or a post for Pink Raygun I should be writing? Oops, nope, I already did! It was a Sylar-centric episode, but being sick (and being aware of what depths of suck Sylar-centric episodes had reached before), I didn't leap into this one. John Glover, though--man, can't he just sit there and tell everyone how much they suck forever?
My first internet experiences interacting with people led me to a confrontation with a friend of viridian's at the time. I was seventeen, thought I knew everything, and was actually in charge of the forum in which she and I were conversing. And I completely resented her every suggestion to me about how to behave. Part of that is being a teenager, but part of it is that resentment we all have towards those people who presume--for whatever reason--to know more than you. Part of being an adult is recognizing that some people do and learning from them; the other part is recognizing those who don't and being well shut of them. (Or, at least, closing off their attempts to correct your behavior/educate you.)
I just wish I'd remembered that before climbing into that cesspool of a message board. The parting blow from my main aggressor amounted to an accusation of my being a disingenuous bully, who spent her time refuting others points and trying to force the board to my side then acting like a martyr when they did not fall over me. I paused after each retaliatory paragraph, considered my actions, questioned them, and came out the other side...laughing.
Am I guilty as charged? Have I ignored other's points of view and craved attention only for myself, blinded with self-love and hearing myself talk? Certainly, I do like hearing myself "talk" through meta. Guilty, then. I must be. And here I sit, reading this personal message from Jacob calling me names, laughing. Because no one harps on the kettle for losing its shine quite like the soot-caked pot, mm?
I'm being patronized while being accused of patronizing. This is very--deeply!--funny to me.
I debated sticking his message under this cut--the "I'm so done with your bullshit, let me spend three paragraphs telling you how you suck" message. I decided not to because, well, you can well guess the tone and content. Suffice to say, patronizing, condescending behavior is unacceptable, whether it comes from me or anyone else. And I'm done with it.
I let him have his last word, and it worked for me because he thinks I'm seething in my martyrdom, or that if he engages the crazy (that would be me) he acknowledges the crazy is worthy of engaging. Very Nixonian of him. I will do neither of these things, nor return to "his" boards to bully the people who suck his cock and pretend it's candy.
I do feel so much better now. Ah, me, away from such silly things. Aren't there some half-naked men I could be ogling? Or a post for Pink Raygun I should be writing? Oops, nope, I already did! It was a Sylar-centric episode, but being sick (and being aware of what depths of suck Sylar-centric episodes had reached before), I didn't leap into this one. John Glover, though--man, can't he just sit there and tell everyone how much they suck forever?