Nah, I am not going to switch to black and white, or start writing film noir blogposts, nor have I returned to being the troubled and worried young emo-punk-goth I was in 198….well, never mind..ahem!
Caits World is a happy blog. With generally happy posts about nice places I think you should visit. Occasionally, I do some artsy-fartsy stuff just for the heck of it. I am a happy person. I love Second Life and I love the friends I have in Second Life. I also love my blog.
But… this is the internet, my dear friends.
And the internet is home to both happy people like me and you, and also ‘unhappy’ people, which I’m sure is no great surprise to anyone nowadays.
To keep things close to home, when I say ‘the internet’ in this post, I mean Second Life, blogging, and specifically for now, my own blog.
Happy. Nice. Friendly. Sometimes emotional. Silly.
I’ve noticed, that my happy, silly and sometimes personal articles attract not only lovely readers and supportive followers, but also unhappy, humourless, hateful and dreadfully-dull individuals.
It may come as a surprise to you that I – like so many other people who publish on the internet – am the object of affection of a hater. Oh yes. And, somewhat disappointingly, not a very original one. They (I have no clue on their gender) leave anonymous comments on my blog that are trite, yet nasty, remarks about me being single (and explaining why) and how they love it when I’m feeling sad over broken relationships.
Of course, I don’t publish these comments.
They’re all rather boring, to be honest, I mean… if you are going to hate me so much, why not put a little more effort into your work?! Or, does this mean I am not important enough, and need to be satisfied with just a low-level hater? Seriously, if there was a school for haters, mine would have likely flunked out. In fact, as far as haters go, I might even categorise mine as a “wannabee-hater”, who is a hater that is… almost a hater, but doesn’t really measure up.
Anyway. I have a wannabee-hater. Or more (who knows?), but let’s say it is one. They come and they go. They get quiet, for weeks or months, and just when I think they’ve all but forgotten about me: tadaaaa, they’re back like a weak case of herpes!
I thought that if I just ignored them, they’d simply go away. This is, and will always be, my advice to anyone who is dealing with a nasty follower, troll, griefer or stalker. “Don’t feed the troll” is sound advice.
So why do I bother writing this post about my wannabee-hater?
I have little interest in exposing them. First, I do not know who they are – and to be honest, I couldn’t care less. I simply write this post to use my wannabee-hater for the only thing they seem to be good at (when it comes to hating at least), which is to demonstrate, like a dusty exhibit in a long-neglected museum, that there is a ‘darker side’ to having an online presence.
I am sure I am not the only one getting this kind of less friendly attention.
So how do you, as a blogger, deal with haters or (should you be as unlucky as me to not even get a half-decent one), a wannabee-hater? Do you just ‘shrug it off’ and go on with your day as if nothing happens? And how does that work out? Do you publish their insane, dull, and repetitively dubious, rants? Is it funny? Does it hurt?
Questions, questions, questions…. and maybe not so easy to answer, or admit to even having them. After all, no one wants to feed the trolls. And in some cases, we do not even wish to see the possibly hurtful stuff that they throw at us.
I am not sure if I have the right answers to all my questions. There are times when I consider exposing the childish stuff my wannabee-hater throws at me, so that the world can at least see the type of fools I attract. At other times, I don’t think they deserve the attention, or even more than a second of my thoughts.
My ‘wannabee-hater’ ? Well, I guess they got their 15 minutes of fame for 2015, because that’s about as long as it took me to write this post.