Monday, 11 January 2010
Hide My Ass Because I'm a Coward
The old adage of normal person+Internet+anonymity=asshat (don't forget the other version of that equation which is: damaged, lonely person+Internet+anonymity=deeply, deeply disturbed borderline psychotic obsessive asshat) is of course horribly true and one of the things that makes the Internet a drag at times.
But I had an epiphany just the other day, which is that anyone who uses a fake identity, anonymity or any other method of hiding who they are really cannot be taken at all seriously. If you are not able to put your name to your ideas, words and concepts; you really can't hold them with that much conviction and strength. It's either that or you are ashamed of them.
That doesn't mean of course that you can't hold stupid, backward and idiotic ideas if you put your name to them but at least you have the courage of your convictions, a willingness to stand by your ideas and vice-versa, not all writers that hide behind anonymity are fools but there is only so far I think you can go with them.
Of course, anonymous cowards when faced with this fact cry about their identity being on a 'need to know basis' which is a terrible justification for being an intellectual weakling and for me means that the nonsense they write is on a need to know basis and I really don't need to fucking know.
The funniest thing to me is that I get these freaks visiting my site hiding behind a web proxy, something that disguises where they are visiting my website from and their IP address and whatnot. This is funny for two reasons: firstly that they are so cowardly that they have to cloak who they are (no doubt justifying their cowardice with some James Bond fantasies and delusional concepts about the preciousness of their identity) and secondly, that for all their protestations of loathing for me, they just can't stay away from me.