Blogging off

Okay, I confess. Sometimes I forget to read comments under my columns.

That’s not to say they aren’t welcome. It’s just easier to check later. And I think it’d do my head in otherwise. Some remarks are so lame or the obvious machinations of hidden agendas, I’m unlikely to indulge the BS, quite frankly.

Much like blogging, snippy forum threads don’t hold much interest.

Blogging thrived back when celebrities realised they could be even more irritating by diarising their lives. Lindsay Lohan doesn’t like prison food. Mel Gibson is misunderstood. The Olsen twins just ate. Bloggers were usually people sharing stuff with fans.

Now we have Twitter.

And for the most part; what’s left behind is a bunch of painfully tedious wannabes who believe others are interested in the minutiae of their every thought.
Clearly, that’s what Facebook is for.

The fundamental flaw of the blog is you don’t need any talent to have one. You don’t even need a purpose. The blogger often moonlights as a forum troll — armed with aliases, Wikipedia references, and caustic remarks. They might grace us with veiled guest spots among various online communities, pontificating and struggling to appear relevant.

Honestly though, I have enough trouble wading through the news and Facebook. And as fascinating as I am, who has the time?

Forum trolls. That’s who.

I’m all for healthy debate. But most are motivated to comment from a place of negativity. Take some recent SSO forums, for example. Things invariably go pear-shaped, and people get snippy. They can’t help themselves. They can’t agree to disagree. They get themselves in a tizz and become the snippy people.

It’s remarkable just how snippy they can be from behind a monitor.

I’m  notoriously impatient online, often doing several things at once. I like to think I’m multitasking. And if my connection falls below 12Mbps, the nice people at my ISP can usually expect to hear from me. Hence, you can imagine how underwhelmed I am by anonymous cunning stunts itching for a quarrel.

I have things to do. I have porn to watch. No, not really. But I suspect a strongly worded email coming on.

If I haven’t acknowledged a comment you’ve made, I don’t mean to be a snob. Keep ‘em coming. I’ll get to them. They’re always appreciated. Even if we agree to disagree.

Even if you must be snippy.