Category: Current Events (page 21 of 91)

500 Words on Trolls

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Yes. They’re real. They’re disgusting. They think they’re always right. But they don’t live under bridges; they live on the Internet.

‘Trolls’ is modern shorthand for people who use the broadcasting power and, occasionally, anonymity of the Internet to spew their opinions at people. No matter how ignorant or misinformed those opinions might be, these people like nothing better than to put themselves out into the world as experts in their fields. There are times when you can’t grok the context or tone of plain text when presented, but in the case of these folks, there’s almost always an air of smugness and faux superiority. I don’t know how they do it; but they do.

As succinct as ‘trolls’ is as a descriptor, I feel like a better, more descriptive one already exists. Guttersnipes. Think about it. It fits perfectly. People take aim at a topic or comment they wish to inflict themselves upon, and fire off idiotic rounds of so-called ‘knowledge’ into an unsuspecting crowd that had neither the desire nor the need to hear what they have to say. That covers the ‘snipe’ part – the ‘gutter’ part comes from the fact that it’s one of the best places to live when you surround yourself in shit. Much like pigs.

The thing about the perspective of a pig, is that they likely see things around them in the context of pigdom. When the farmer comes by, unless the pig is Babe or a MENSA member, pigs likely belive it’s just a bigger pig who happens to walk upright and always carry a slop bucket. When you’re a pig, all you see is other pigs. Pigs, however, are better than trolls.

“I am fond of pigs. Dogs look up to us. Cats look down on us. Pigs treat us as equals.” – Winston Churchill

Trolls don’t see you as equals. Like cats, but without the benefit of cuddly fur or attractive purring, they look down on us. They think they’re better than us, more enligthened, better informed. Let’s overlook the fact that a lot of their opinions tend to come from FOX News, or hate groups like GamerGate, or some place even more idiotic like 8chan. Any intelligent creature can expose themselves to this sort of hateful, ignorant, inflammatory dross and recognize it for what it is. It takes a particularly loathsome human being to simply parrot those things.

The worst ones are the ones that backpedal. When they get called on their bullshit, they start to take up a less controversial position. They will make a racist remark, and then when called on it, will say something like “I’m colorblind”. That way, they maintain their supposed moral superiority and can accuse their accuser of being overly sensitive. It’s bullshit, and these people live in it.

How do we deal with them? Don’t feed them. If you engage them, you will find their positions intractable and their smugness insufferable. They may consider silence a victory. Some fights, we just can’t win.

Image courtesy Bewytchme.com & GU Comics

NaNoWriNOW

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Courtesy Floating Robes

Hey, you out there!

Yes, you! Aspiring novelist! Getting geared up for NaNoWriMo? Got some ideas? Pencils sharpened, pens inked, paper at the ready? Excellent!

I wish you the best of luck.

I won’t be participating this year. Or… maybe ever.

Don’t get me wrong. I like the concept. It’s a structured event to shake would-be writers out of complacency and the motivation-sucking doldrums of everyday life, and makes them write, dammit. I mean, if you are a writer, you should be writing. Otherwise, this fellow is going to yell at you. And you don’t want that. Trust me, you don’t want that. It’s all shotguns and dogs and beards and whiskey breath and using “fuck” as a preposition and oh god the nightmares.

I kid, I kid. He actually does brush his teeth.

But that’s why I won’t be doing NaNoWriMo. I have one novel that’s been in final draft hell for far too long, and another idea that is so eager for me to start writing about it I can feel it lingering in the back of my mouth, like the somewhat cottony feeling from last night’s drinking binge that can only be washed away with more precious booze. So I’m not going to wait for November to start writing that novel; I’m going to start right the hell now.

Well, as soon as I finish this post, but you get the idea.

As I’ve said, I don’t want to disparage NaNoWriMo. I say if you want or need the impetus to get that idea moving forward, go for it. I’ll be happy to cheer you on and give all the advice and support I can.

I just don’t feel I can wait for the new month to roll around.

I have, in a very real sense, waited long enough. Too long.

My time to write is now.

Back On Track! … Sort of.

So this marks the first week in quite a few in which I managed to get a post up every weekday, resembling my old blogging schedule. I’m not quite back to the point where I have posts lined up far in advance, but I’m getting there. I’ll take progress where I can get it!

I also finally repaired my Craptop, and have confirmed that yes, I can work on it properly while other things are going on in the main living area of the new house, or over in the dining area away from traffic and my normal distractions. I wrote yesterday, and I wrote today, giving some of the sequel to Cold Iron major rewrites. I already feel better about that work.

Interviews are happening, I’m getting out for events (GeekGirlCon this weekend, for example), and basically doing my utmost to keep my head above water. I’m not back on the workout schedule I used to hold, nor am I completely stable in terms of bank accounts, but it could be far worse, and this are all good signs that things will be entirely solid in the very near future.

Enjoy the weekend, everyone!

I’m An Adult, I Swear

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Art courtesy Andre Jordan

I feel, at times, that I am failing at this whole “adulthood” thing.

I don’t have what people would consider a traditional career path. I’m not looking after or interested in inheriting the family business, as the family doesn’t really have one – other than being awesome. I do not walk in my father’s footsteps, though I do have an intense amount of love and respect for the man and all he and my mother do for this family. I didn’t stay in the stability of an office despite indications of job security, and instead opted for a new path that seems to be, on the whole, better for my personality, if not my prosperity.

I am unsure if that is what people would consider the ‘mature’ thing to do.

I’m not a very conservative person. If you know anything about my political views (which I used to broadcast pretty hard in this blog space) that would be fairly obvious. There’s also the fact that I spend a great deal of time inside my own head. I have story ideas, a desire to write more, thoughts on games and films and comics and entertainment in general, and that’s to say nothing about the static and white noise of various disorders, doubts, and dread tied to mistakes of the past and fears for the future. But, hey, at least I’m still getting resumes and job applications out every day, right?

I should be writing more. I need a tight reign on my spending. I waste too much time, sleep in too late, exercise too little. I criticize myself pretty much daily, if not hourly, because I feel like if I don’t, I will accomplish even less than the little I already do.

Then again, this could be the influence of depression that comes from being uncertain about income in a situation where I really can’t afford to be. I am aware of this, and struggling to internalize the idea that no, the situation is not hopeless and things will improve, especially if I keep working on it. Even an inch of progress towards a goal is forward motion, and it’s better than nothing. I have to hold on to that.

I’m going to finish this post, look after the needs of the cats, and hopefully do more writing and job hunting before I get terribly distracted. I do have a great deal of work ahead of me, and nobody else can do it for me.

I guess that realization and the actions that follow in its wake really are a mark of adulthood.

Even if I have no real clue as to what I’m going to be doing next.

The Spectre of Business

PAD Campaign
Art by Alexandra Douglass

Full disclosure: I am not a businessman.

I’m not much of a salesman, either. Even selling myself has been a struggle in the past. But considering the direction in which I’m moving, I really need to work on those skills. Because I need to work harder on transitioning Blue Ink Alchemy away from a tiny little niche blog and label towards an actual brand and platform.

For years I’ve been using this blog mostly to promote what writing I’ve managed to do between shifts at the dayjob and trying to refine my critical skills. It was more my lack of self-promotional skills that lead to the continuing hiatus of IT CAME FROM NETFLIX! which people did seem to enjoy. As much as I would like to get back to it, there’s a problem with continuing a focus on that sort of work in this space.

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I don’t think I’m going to stop doing reviews when I see, read, or play something relevant, because there’s nothing wrong with having a good library of examples to put in front of potential employers. I definitely feel in the midst of a career change, what with the job search and all. As much as I’m trying to nail down income as immediately as possible, a part-time job would be better suited to my long-term goals. I’ve spent more than enough time getting in my own way when it comes to bridging the gap between where I am and where I want to be.

I haven’t actually hammered out a business plan yet, but I do have a to-do list. On that list, including clearing some black marks from my credit, is a redesign for this very site. I want to put the blog (what you’re reading now) behind a front page that talks about my successful writing, lists my available services as a freelancer and copyeditor (I will read and red-pen anything!), and features a self-run online store. Even if I’m not processing the payments myself, and just referring people to Amazon or another outlet, I want to make sure the thing I do get the proper promotion. And nobody’s going to do that but me.

So watch this space! It’s going to change. Hopefully, for the better.

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