Wednesday, April 20, 2011
Cowards, Anons, and that thing we call the Internet.
I am going to slice you wide open, Formspring.
I am going to punch you in the neck, Facebook.
I'm going to throw you out the window, Twitter.
And yet...I can't leave you alone.
If there's ever been a definition of a love/hate relationship, it's me and social networking. I used to toy around on Formspring, I love doing the news feed scroll on Facebook, and Twitter is how I organize my news.
Formspring is the perfect outlet for cowards. These cowards read something of mine that -gasp!- they can relate to. Good or bad. Then they start to pick me apart for picking apart their lifestyle, even though I was never personally attacking them. They find my Formspring and...unleash. It's immature and frustrating. I deleted my Formspring because of the immaturity and behind the anonymity...and I never got any questions of value. Just like anonymous blog commenters, I don't know who they are. But they get nasty, then don't understand why I don't want to respond. Why are we attacking me anonymously? Because the Internet is for cowards.
And yet, here I am. "Foraging" on the blogging world. Typing my words that sometimes I don't have the guts to say out loud. Who am I to talk? Well. There's a few differences between myself and anonymous, picture-less commenters.
I post my name here. I post a picture. And I'm completely honest. That alone makes me so much stronger than the anons. Here I am baring my soul, and I'm wide open for attack. But at least I put a face and name to everything. I wont hide behind my computer screen. You will always know me and what I stand for. You will always know who I am. That is my promise to you, readers. I will always be here for you, showing you my true colors, whether you like them or not.
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