Posted on December 12, 2009
I mentioned this a few weeks ago when I got disillusioned with a few groups on Flickr.
Why are internet forums so hostile?
I was reading some scientific journals the other day and was somewhat surprised by the level of hostility there too. I guess after reading the Climategate emails and the resulting fallout I should have expected it, but really, there’s no excuse for such acidity and venom in a scientific debate. Personal opinions and whathaveyou are one thing, but engaging others in a head to head debate and name calling and indulging in personal attacks is just so wrong.
Its so wrong on a photography forum, especially one with a group like PIP – Photographers in Perth – where its common interests with people that live near to each other, but I got so sick of the open nastiness and so called “just sarcasm” (read nastiness with a smiley at the end) in response to posts, plus the odd nasty personal message that I can’t participate at all with it anymore. I should say thats its only a handful of people that are hostile on there, most are very lovely and genuine, but thats more than enough for me to step away.
Its even more wrong in a scientific community where the aim is to debate science, facts, research and figures – personal attacks just shouldnt come into it. But it does and its even worse than youtube comments sometimes. Pathetic.
I’m no longer reading or participating in any form of online debate, I’d rather sit in the shade and read a book.
Posted on November 30, 2009
people can be so rude on the internet. its the same behind the wheel of a car – that level of distance from other people enables the very worst behaviour to come to the fore.
If these kinds of people spoke like that to someone else in person, it would be a matter of minutes before they got their head kicked in. You don’t see (mostly) stupid selfish behaviour in the person to person world as there are obvious and immediate consequences – so why be like that on the net?
Personal attacks and viscous sarcasm – I don’t need it.
So I’m walking away from a few groups on Flickr, a site thats given me a lot of pleasure over the years, but recently, and especially on some groups that I was really enjoying participating in, there are some real shitheads who’s personal attacks are, frankly, pathetic and they’re not worth my time or energy.
I fact, they are so not worth it, that I almost didn’t write this post at all.
Posted on November 8, 2009
Popularity, its a funny old thing.
Sometimes I think I take some really good photos, but get only a small amount of views and no comments on them, and other times, a shot I think is nothing special gets hundreds of views and favourites and comments really quickly.
Is it my perception of what’s good that’s off base, or do people really like average shots more than the truly good ones?
Posted on September 17, 2009
I have it, I do.
In other news, I went out to meet a bunch of photographers from Flickr last night in Kwinana and had a blast.(except when it rained) I didnt take a lot of shots and mostly I’m sure they’re the same as everyone elses, but it was good fun. Good to meet some of the people I’d been chatting to for the last year or so. Or more, in the case of Bruce.
I’ll sort some pics out at the weekend. Have lots of work to do today and tomorrow..
Posted on September 8, 2009
Shenanigans on the forums again reminded me of this old chestnut..- a parody of a Gilbert and Sullivan song.
Tom Holt, from a newsgroup posting dated 1998/03/07
I am the very model of a usenet personality.
I intersperse obscenity with tedious banality.
Addresses I have plenty of, both genuine and ghosted too,
On all the countless newgroups that my drivel is cross-posted to.
Your bandwidth I will fritter with my whining and my snivelling,
And you’re the one who pays the bill, downloading all my drivelling.
My enemies are numerous, and no-one would be blaming you
For cracking my head open after I’ve been rudely flaming you.
I hate to lose an argument (by now I should be used to it).
I wouldn’t know a valid point if I was introduced to it.
My learning is extensive but consists of mindless trivia,
Designed to fan my ego, which is larger than Bolivia.
The comments that I vomit forth, disguised as jest and drollery,
Are really just an exercise in unremitting trollery.
I say I’m plain and simple, but that’s merely lies and vanity,
The gibberings of one who’s at the limits of his sanity.
If only I could get a life, as many people tell me to;
If only Mom could find a circus freak-show she could sell me to;
If I go off to Zanzibar to paint the local scenery;
If I lose all my fingers in a mishap with machinery;
If I survive to twenty, which is somewhat problematical;
If what I post was more mature, or slightly more grammatical;
If I could learn to spell a bit, and maybe even punctuate;
Would I still be the loathsome and objectionable punk you hate?
But while I have this tiresome urge to prance around and show my face,
It simply isn’t safe for normal people here in cyberspace.
To stick me in Old Sparky and turn on the electricity
Would be a fitting punishment for all my plain simplicity.