Captain’s Log 5,678
Another one of my favorite bloggers is shutting down her site because of nasty lurkers who make her life miserable. I have had my share. Fortunately, mine have all gone away over time. Some lurkers make a game of it and turn what should be a pleasant writing experience into a nightmare.
One of the most noteworthy lurkers was a young German woman with her blog named after the German word for peach – pfirsich. Nice name. Truly nasty young woman. She went after my friends for anything and everything. She was always accusing them of being bad parents, being stupid, being fat and lazy, etc. She said she would be happy if their children were taken away from them. She went after me in a truly weird way. She said she wanted to have sex with my frozen hair by the fireplace. I had written about going outside in a Minnesota winter with wet hair, and that obviously sent her some sort of signal that I would be receptive to her humping my frozen locks in front of a roaring fire.
How many ways can you spell EWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW?
I went to bat for my friends and kindly asked her to stop with the bullshit. She wrote back and claimed that she did not understand English well and that everything she said was a mistake. She promised to be nice.
She was never nice. She came back with a vengeance. Worse than ever.
So….with a little internet snooping help from a few friends, I was able to track down the location of her ISP. She had written a few entries about a flower shop where she worked. Lo and behold, the ISP tracked to a small town in Germany. More snooping revealed only one flower shop in the village.
So I went back at her. I stated the facts. I knew her name (from the store’s website), I knew where it was located, I knew the name of the mayor, yadda yadda. I told her point blank (in a message translated into German) that I would expose her nonsense to important people in her community unless the crap stopped immediately.
It stopped immediately.
She still lurked around for a time, but she never left anyone a hateful or disgusting comment again.
Online journaling was a much bigger deal several years ago. Now, social media sites like Facebook and Twitter are taking the place of good writing. So many people simply post crap and leave it at that. I miss good online writing. I am saddened that so many have chosen to replace their good work with something as banal as Facebook.
Yes, I love Facebook. It’s fun. But it’s not this. It’s not sitting down and composing something from the heart. It’s not even close to mediocre journalism.
So yes, I miss my friends who have fallen off the radar. We had some good times. For those of you still out there, thanks for the sense of community and connection. You mean the world to me. Even with nasty lurkers and stupid people who say bad things, it’s still important to write. Write through the crap and let your words take flight.