Originally posted by tigerstripes:
hahahahahahahahah -- Man...those are... really...big...marshmallows...
I surprised myself, when Google returned that pic for me. Now watch everyone judge me on the size of my marshmallows.... (Kindly note, I have forsworn on inserting smileys for the time being, lest it be misanthropomorphized as "girly" or "cutesy" on my part for doing so. If you don't get the jokes when I make 'em, don't bother responding.)
Y'know, rg didn't just pick out you and someone else,
Yeah, she did, actually. *wince*
she specifically named the four most prolific, best known female posters. Does kinda make ya wonder.
I'm not wondering anymore. I'm still p**sed off that her crass manipulation of the others worked, and the guys (and hell, even a couple of the girls) fell for her bait, hook, line and sinker. Including me. I fell for it, too. Until I read her suckup post to DW, that is.
Don't misinterpret me, please: The fact that I may have not known when to shut the hell up before may have made me a more attractive target to rg above anyone else, but that kind of crass downpegging has usually historically been reserved for elementary school playgrounds and higher-level business meetings, respectively.
The day that kind of s**t starts happening on the Internet is the day that Vinton Cerf's gently-decomposing corpse generates enough centrifugal spin to snare a small moon into Earth's orbit..... (Kindly note that Vint is Not Dead Yet, people. http://global.mci.com/resources/cerfs_up/
The Internet was supposed to be a level playing field. It was supposed to eradicate all these f**ked-up imposed psychosocial barriers that lesser, more morally bankrupt humans have a way of dreaming up, to fit their particular worldview. Or to put themselves on top of everyone else, or of those who normally aren't granted admittance to the "mainstream" of society.
As time moves on, however, those very same barriers are sprouting up in every discussion board/newsgroup available. Suggestive (to me at least) that the Internet as a whole really is "going downhill".
And of course, it wasn't just a single post, it was an entire separate topic.
Three, actually. Four, if you count this thread. Ugh.
With a really terrible title. And no genuine point.
Funny, those who responded the fastest failed to notice those telling clues.....
But you are spot on about how fast a lot of the guys leapt onto her bandwagon! *yuck!* My tum actually lurches a little just remembering it.
That really made me go nutbar. Literally.
Because ya know, those people with penises, they just don't get worked up and overexcited like us very flirty, girly, kooky, weird, eigthgrader, third person, self-differentiating, cute, difficult, flaming, stupid, little kids that just happen to have our gonads on the inside.
Yes, but my point is, it should not matter what gender we are/are not, or whatever physical differences or similarities we have, on the Internet. It never used to matter, ferchrissakes!!
The fact that those things suddenly mattered enough for someone (troll or not) to start one thread that mutated into many on the topic, and so many people fell so quickly and so far into the same discriminatory mindset usually only practiced en masse on the outside, still depresses me.
Oh, except for wax, who was pretty neutral for a while -- while her sex was still in question, that is.
Point. Then when she reveals she's female, she gets a condescending (very male reaction, if you think about it), patronizing response from one of the other posters, when she disagrees (rather politely) with rg's initial assertions. Which I got, as well. Only I got two patronizing, condescending responses, instead. Ugh.
I've grown accustomed to being condescended to and patronized and treated like I'm a drooling retard who is only to be barely-tolerated in the Real World, but those same problems never used to exist for me on the Internet. Well, guess what?! "You think the Real World is a nightmare, Yelena? Welcome to Hell!"
That's fine, I'll just grow a thicker layer of skin, I suppose. Or just utilize the one that gets me through an average day of my life on the outside, I suppose. I shouldn't have to. It isn't fair. But I'll get used to it somehow. I always do.
Nothing's stopping the others but their own reticence to join in. [Come on in, y'all, the water's fine!]
Heh. Judging from all the new names and the unfamiliar avatars around here since I left, I think they're taking you up on the offer. Somebody needs to call Pest Control on that cockroach, though. Every time I see his avatar, I want to smack the screen with a rolled-up newspaper. (J/K 'roach, keep the good stuff coming!) Heh.
Anyway Yelena, please don't let the bastards grind you down into despair or loathing or self-doubt.
Hardly. I have a hard enough time stopping myself from doing that, some days. I don't have the time in my life to worry about letting a bunch of total strangers do my dirty work for me.....
Sorry, I was veering into Desiderata territory there-- scared myself.
Heh. Ah, well. Now that I'm resigned to the fact that I will likely be treated just as badly online as I am in real life, I just have to adopt the same coping strategies I use there. May as well keep going about business as usual. Doesn't make the revelation any less bitter of a pill to swallow, but nobody said medicine tasted good, did they?
How I love a good fire! Burn, Baby, Burn!
*groan* I think I just added a few more old-growth cedars to the mix. But I promise to shut up about it now. Really.
[This message was edited by Yelena Virago on June 14, 2003 at 10:39 AM.]