Over the years, I have observed people online, mainly by trolling, and have found that the difference between ignorance and stupidity is that ignorance depends on the person's will while stupidity is bereft of it.
For example, an ignorant person can have a master's degree but be a right wing racist who has authored a lot of opinions to prove that a person's intelligence is determined by his race. However, a stupid person will use the ignorant author's words to bully anyone he thinks beneath him, regardless of color.
When caught, the ignorant will behave righteously but the stupid will utter threats until he is called out. Then they'll move on to easier pickings.
In the end, you shall realize you have been trolled if you ever took their bait.
Yet the intelligent of people will never reveal their biases and prejudices so candidly because the Internet appears to attract narcissists who desire attention (the more selfish of the trolls), empaths (the idolaters of trolls of all stripes), sociopaths of varying degrees of failure and success, and everyone else who display varying shades of normality.
Therefore, it is difficult to categorize people based on what they disclose online, since their candidness and subsequent ability to remain truthful is dependent on our ability to separate fiction from fact while dispelling rumors.
Yet the more intelligent the person, the more likely he may either be a successful sociopath or be merely an adorable eccentric. However, these labels of empath, narcissist and sociopath are not diagnoses but are descriptions of Internet personalities based on what each and everyone on the Internet have said and/or written.
Even so, I do not base my descriptions on chance conversations in an Internet community on Googleplus, except to test the waters. That is what a troll is: the online analog of a depth charge designed to stun your followers until someone who might be worthy of dialog comes along to troll me back!
Thus, I tend to believe that, regardless of whether they are aware of it or not, most people on Google Plus might troll out of ignorance, just to test the waters but most likely to reassure themselves according to their intelligence.
Think of the empath as little fish, the narcissist as tuna who subsist on the empaths' adulation, and sociopaths as the shark who only pick off the little fish but cull the narcissists when they get too full of themselves. Think of the sociopath as the fisher throwing depth charges to bring to the surface the (re)action of people, depending on their level of intelligence.
Then, when you find someone as intelligent as you, try not to project your empathy, your narcissism or your sociopathy on that person lest you scare them away.
For s/he probably is as intelligent as you, intelligent enough not to be deliberately ignorant and certainly not as stupid as you would like to think.
Why do you think s/he is here? Except to be entertained by the little fishies of the Internet and to make friends with the other big fish in this microcosm of the world we live in, wherever that may be.
Enjoy trolling, but remember: the Internet is not solely a catch and carry feeding ground. It is a little catch and release pond. The more you release, the more you get to troll.
Showing posts with label white lies. Show all posts
Showing posts with label white lies. Show all posts
20141230
Gossip == White Lies That Protect the Truth (satire)
On Monday, I was so overwhelmed by my mother's gossip that I got upset and left after dinner.
It's been over 5 years that my mother has shared gossip with me about what she claims is the truth, but actually is her opinion based on her biases. However, it is my contention that consistent negativity taints the truth with the negativities of the truth teller.
From my observations, my mother is heavily opinionated and thus her claim of truth suggests she embroiders a series of white lies using tidbits of truth.
In fact, it really is not gossip because it is one-sided, and each and every time I have responded with my own opinion, she has either rejected or ignored it.
According my interactions with her for most of my life, the good son is supposed to listen to her monologue without comment but with rapt attention to her even though he is left feeling sad and depressed because the commentary is distinctively negative and one-sided.
If I assert myself and give my point of view, then she will not accept that and repeatedly has gotten upset over it instead of accepting it. Most of the time I have tried to ignore her negativity rant and have kept my opinions to myself. Even though that comes at an emotional cost, it ends the minute I leave her home.
My mother has stated that she has the right to paint a negative commentary about our family and the world at large without me offering counter-argument.
Thus, this is not a conversation that I participate in willingly; rather I am her sounding board who is supposed to only listen to her litany of anxiety- and fear-driven monologues about our family.
Yes, I am my mother's sounding board - and it only makes me feel like I do not really have a say in the conversation because it is based on emotion-laced opinions based on ignorance.
I feel that she also has projected her negativity onto me. Although she is my mother and has never done anything wrong, she has projected her behavioural and mental negativities onto me which consist of her anxiety and concern about her family.
As a result of her monologue whenever I visit her, it has in the past led to the fine tuning of my biases and prejudices due to her stifling influence.
As I get older, I realize that my negative feelings and emotions were all labeled by my parents.
In fact, only she is allowed to express negative emotions. If I get upset about having to listen to this broken record of lamentation, then I am asked why I am angry.
There is no real compassion from my mother if I show anger. In her eyes, it is wrong for a good son to show anger. Thus, she is the parental model for maladaptive behavior.
This leads me to believe that I do not own my negative feelings because they have consistently been labeled by my mother. When my objections to her non-stop litany of negativity has led to confrontations, she has asked me why I am angry and claimed not to know why I am angry.
Well, I am angry at having to listen to my mother's negativity, which takes an emotional toll on me. This is why I spent a quiet Christmas at home this year (2014)
Yet I love my mother dearly. The only positive outcome of having to put up with my mother is I loathe gossiping and am not willing to be candid with her about my life when asked about it, except to tell the white lies that protect my privacy.
Privacy is also why there are no examples of what she has said or what I have said.
Of course, the lack of examples of my mother's behavior may cause anyone who reads this blog entry to doubt what I have written. Such doubt is based on the lack of facts I provide to protect my privacy, and I can accept that as a given.
Even writing this on my blog is difficult to do because I am aware that writing about it leaves me vulnerable. However, Christmas time makes me keenly aware that holidays are supposed to be a time of quiet respite, free of gossip and other white lies.
When a parent expresses herself negatively, it means she is unwilling to see life in a positive light due to what life has handed her. While I admit that she has found in me a willing sounding board, the psychic pain that results from listening to her has left me unwilling to spend holiday time with her.
So I will not be spending New Years Day with her either. My quiet time is too precious to share it under the barrage of negativity that taints her gossip.
Instead, I will have to work on my own behavioral and mental negativities through prayer and meditation. Indeed, my own anxieties and fears are but the legacy of my own parents passed down to me. So are my hopes and wishes, though my best work is found through self expression in this blog.
Rather than complain about my life, I would rather give the synopsis of a part of my life that will continue until my mother passes on to the glory she deserves. Much of this blog entry is carefully crafted to protect my family's privacy.
No details were provided to protect my family. Hence, candidness would only happen when I am in the company of a trusted friend. Anyone who reads this blog entry thinking they have dirt on me would be sorely mistaken. All you have as "facts" are carefully written white lies that protect my mother and myself.
Because the Internet is almost like the public domain, it would be unwise of me to be candid. Even so, as my mother declared recently, "I have the right to speak out, because it's the truth."
Ironically, all of these truths are covered by white lies to protect the privacy of my family. As well, I would admit that most of my blog entries are also protected by white lies, because the world cannot ever handle the unvarnished truth.
Logically, my opinion that white lies protect the privacy of the truth-teller is inconsistent with the argument that truth ought to be devoid of lies. My counterargument is that the white lies that I carefully dispersed in this blog entry carefully hide the truth to protect my own privacy and the privacy of my friends and family.
It's been over 5 years that my mother has shared gossip with me about what she claims is the truth, but actually is her opinion based on her biases. However, it is my contention that consistent negativity taints the truth with the negativities of the truth teller.
From my observations, my mother is heavily opinionated and thus her claim of truth suggests she embroiders a series of white lies using tidbits of truth.
In fact, it really is not gossip because it is one-sided, and each and every time I have responded with my own opinion, she has either rejected or ignored it.
According my interactions with her for most of my life, the good son is supposed to listen to her monologue without comment but with rapt attention to her even though he is left feeling sad and depressed because the commentary is distinctively negative and one-sided.
If I assert myself and give my point of view, then she will not accept that and repeatedly has gotten upset over it instead of accepting it. Most of the time I have tried to ignore her negativity rant and have kept my opinions to myself. Even though that comes at an emotional cost, it ends the minute I leave her home.
My mother has stated that she has the right to paint a negative commentary about our family and the world at large without me offering counter-argument.
Thus, this is not a conversation that I participate in willingly; rather I am her sounding board who is supposed to only listen to her litany of anxiety- and fear-driven monologues about our family.
Yes, I am my mother's sounding board - and it only makes me feel like I do not really have a say in the conversation because it is based on emotion-laced opinions based on ignorance.
I feel that she also has projected her negativity onto me. Although she is my mother and has never done anything wrong, she has projected her behavioural and mental negativities onto me which consist of her anxiety and concern about her family.
As a result of her monologue whenever I visit her, it has in the past led to the fine tuning of my biases and prejudices due to her stifling influence.
As I get older, I realize that my negative feelings and emotions were all labeled by my parents.
In fact, only she is allowed to express negative emotions. If I get upset about having to listen to this broken record of lamentation, then I am asked why I am angry.
There is no real compassion from my mother if I show anger. In her eyes, it is wrong for a good son to show anger. Thus, she is the parental model for maladaptive behavior.
This leads me to believe that I do not own my negative feelings because they have consistently been labeled by my mother. When my objections to her non-stop litany of negativity has led to confrontations, she has asked me why I am angry and claimed not to know why I am angry.
Well, I am angry at having to listen to my mother's negativity, which takes an emotional toll on me. This is why I spent a quiet Christmas at home this year (2014)
Yet I love my mother dearly. The only positive outcome of having to put up with my mother is I loathe gossiping and am not willing to be candid with her about my life when asked about it, except to tell the white lies that protect my privacy.
Privacy is also why there are no examples of what she has said or what I have said.
Of course, the lack of examples of my mother's behavior may cause anyone who reads this blog entry to doubt what I have written. Such doubt is based on the lack of facts I provide to protect my privacy, and I can accept that as a given.
Even writing this on my blog is difficult to do because I am aware that writing about it leaves me vulnerable. However, Christmas time makes me keenly aware that holidays are supposed to be a time of quiet respite, free of gossip and other white lies.
When a parent expresses herself negatively, it means she is unwilling to see life in a positive light due to what life has handed her. While I admit that she has found in me a willing sounding board, the psychic pain that results from listening to her has left me unwilling to spend holiday time with her.
So I will not be spending New Years Day with her either. My quiet time is too precious to share it under the barrage of negativity that taints her gossip.
Instead, I will have to work on my own behavioral and mental negativities through prayer and meditation. Indeed, my own anxieties and fears are but the legacy of my own parents passed down to me. So are my hopes and wishes, though my best work is found through self expression in this blog.
Rather than complain about my life, I would rather give the synopsis of a part of my life that will continue until my mother passes on to the glory she deserves. Much of this blog entry is carefully crafted to protect my family's privacy.
No details were provided to protect my family. Hence, candidness would only happen when I am in the company of a trusted friend. Anyone who reads this blog entry thinking they have dirt on me would be sorely mistaken. All you have as "facts" are carefully written white lies that protect my mother and myself.
Because the Internet is almost like the public domain, it would be unwise of me to be candid. Even so, as my mother declared recently, "I have the right to speak out, because it's the truth."
Ironically, all of these truths are covered by white lies to protect the privacy of my family. As well, I would admit that most of my blog entries are also protected by white lies, because the world cannot ever handle the unvarnished truth.
Logically, my opinion that white lies protect the privacy of the truth-teller is inconsistent with the argument that truth ought to be devoid of lies. My counterargument is that the white lies that I carefully dispersed in this blog entry carefully hide the truth to protect my own privacy and the privacy of my friends and family.
20141030
A note to Canada Big Brother AKA CSIS and CSEC (satire)
Disclaimer: the following is a rant re: countersurveillance in Ottawa.
To the nervous Nellies including the usual government agents monitoring my packets, archiving my web content, collecting my phone contents, and other things CSEC does "for our own good": Move right along. Nothing to see here. I am not worth the money and the time at all.
However, I recommend you monitor someone worthy like the late Ms Todd's ex-best friends and their ilk. They might still be manufacturing pornography, you know, in Grade 10 and 11. ;)
This is the truth but, as the Todd case proved, nobody can handle the truth because families would be torn apart and the children would suffer horribly, all due to the truth.
Golly gee whizz! I guess them CSIS got them some kiddie porn manufactured by a girl driven to suicide all due to lack of mother love, right Carole? :p
Anyway, like I said before, nobody who knows the case could handle the truth, so the mainstream media in BC collaborated with the RCMP using the premise that a poor little girl was stalked by an online predator. This was done to sell to the sheeple that the late Ms Todd was a victim.
This made me LOL.
Thanks for selling us a lot of BS, BC mainstream media. You averted a huge family crisis in the Lower Mainland and Central Fraser Valley, preventing massive unemployment caused by parents and their children unable to handle the whole truth, except on a very large stack of Bibles.
Speaking of which, had BC families actually attended church and read the Bible lately, they could avoid tragedies by NOT buying smartphones but buying old flip phones for their children. For the dumb phones are immune to simples hacks by blackhat hacker teenagers (mostly young males 10-24, with less than 5% young females 10-30).
Yes, I am implying most female hackers are never exposed until they finally stop hacking and have a good income starting from age 25.
How is this important to the Amanda Todd case? A few of Todd's female friends were inept hackers. The most skilled hackers have played the boys and made them cried. If you believe the myth that only men are hackers, then never forget Susie Thunder.
YMMV
However, I recommend you monitor someone worthy like the late Ms Todd's ex-best friends and their ilk. They might still be manufacturing pornography, you know, in Grade 10 and 11. ;)
This is the truth but, as the Todd case proved, nobody can handle the truth because families would be torn apart and the children would suffer horribly, all due to the truth.
Golly gee whizz! I guess them CSIS got them some kiddie porn manufactured by a girl driven to suicide all due to lack of mother love, right Carole? :p
Anyway, like I said before, nobody who knows the case could handle the truth, so the mainstream media in BC collaborated with the RCMP using the premise that a poor little girl was stalked by an online predator. This was done to sell to the sheeple that the late Ms Todd was a victim.
This made me LOL.
Thanks for selling us a lot of BS, BC mainstream media. You averted a huge family crisis in the Lower Mainland and Central Fraser Valley, preventing massive unemployment caused by parents and their children unable to handle the whole truth, except on a very large stack of Bibles.
Speaking of which, had BC families actually attended church and read the Bible lately, they could avoid tragedies by NOT buying smartphones but buying old flip phones for their children. For the dumb phones are immune to simples hacks by blackhat hacker teenagers (mostly young males 10-24, with less than 5% young females 10-30).
Yes, I am implying most female hackers are never exposed until they finally stop hacking and have a good income starting from age 25.
How is this important to the Amanda Todd case? A few of Todd's female friends were inept hackers. The most skilled hackers have played the boys and made them cried. If you believe the myth that only men are hackers, then never forget Susie Thunder.
YMMV
20130326
Gossip and Rumors (poem)
It's almost as though God talked
to me through your friends
about your life in detail.
How I laughed! If only
they knew what I had witnessed!
How close to the truth
could friends be without being
there is beyond me!
When I came home to tell you,
you called it gossip & mdash;
it was like the devil talked
through you, and darkness
had fallen upon your mind.
Still, when we cuddled
I heard you talk in your sleep:
"Gossip and rumors!
Keep away from me right now!
Oh God! I am embarrassed!"
So I held you close and sighed,
"Me meeting your friends,
why are you so mortified?"
And you replied, "Oh,
they are sunny-day people!"
"They aren't rainy-day people
like you," she told me.
So I hugged her and kissed her!
The next morning dawned,
and you said to me again:
"They aren't rainy-day people
like you, as you know!
Those people who you had met
only claimed to be
friends of mine to spread gossip!"
"So the rumours' false?"
I asked, looking at her closely.
"Mostly," you replied.
"Couldn't you tell they were lies?"
I hadn't noticed at all.
If gossips spread lies as truth,
and truth as lies, then
only rumors would have
the currency of
truth to make the wise rich.
Yet truth telling leaves
one transparent to us all,
while a liar is
opaque, and lost to friendship,
except to other liars.
As gossips or rumour
mongers love to say,
"White lies are alway useful
for extracting truth
for us to spin around."
When once the truth is
stretched much too far for comfort,
it snaps suddenly,
and smacks between the eye
until you stretch it again.
Gossip and rumours
are cultivated by white lies,
only to become
"the official story"
and yours, conspiracy theory.
So, be prepared to
do some truth-telling before
a gossip sniffing
for rumours to morph into
stories to fan the flames.
to me through your friends
about your life in detail.
How I laughed! If only
they knew what I had witnessed!
How close to the truth
could friends be without being
there is beyond me!
When I came home to tell you,
you called it gossip & mdash;
it was like the devil talked
through you, and darkness
had fallen upon your mind.
Still, when we cuddled
I heard you talk in your sleep:
"Gossip and rumors!
Keep away from me right now!
Oh God! I am embarrassed!"
So I held you close and sighed,
"Me meeting your friends,
why are you so mortified?"
And you replied, "Oh,
they are sunny-day people!"
"They aren't rainy-day people
like you," she told me.
So I hugged her and kissed her!
The next morning dawned,
and you said to me again:
"They aren't rainy-day people
like you, as you know!
Those people who you had met
only claimed to be
friends of mine to spread gossip!"
"So the rumours' false?"
I asked, looking at her closely.
"Mostly," you replied.
"Couldn't you tell they were lies?"
I hadn't noticed at all.
If gossips spread lies as truth,
and truth as lies, then
only rumors would have
the currency of
truth to make the wise rich.
Yet truth telling leaves
one transparent to us all,
while a liar is
opaque, and lost to friendship,
except to other liars.
As gossips or rumour
mongers love to say,
"White lies are alway useful
for extracting truth
for us to spin around."
When once the truth is
stretched much too far for comfort,
it snaps suddenly,
and smacks between the eye
until you stretch it again.
Gossip and rumours
are cultivated by white lies,
only to become
"the official story"
and yours, conspiracy theory.
So, be prepared to
do some truth-telling before
a gossip sniffing
for rumours to morph into
stories to fan the flames.
20130311
The Craziness Called Love
It is like I have
danced with you as
we talked on the phone.
In our imagination,
we visited that special place
in each other's heart
where friends find each other.
We laughed at the white lies
that we told each other
about the craziness called love.
When a human being realizes
Who truly rules the world,
what right do we have
except to love all
as God loves us?
original post: May 10, 2005 1059H
update posted: March 11, 2013 1304H
20130118
Flavors of Truth and Lies (poem)
Truth comes in many flavors,
sometimes hidden in myths
yet often blurted out
and mostly discredited.
However, lies come
in two flavors:
blatant and white.
White lies are in between
blatant lies and Truth
but are not myths
but expedient means
sometimes hidden in myths
yet often blurted out
and mostly discredited.
However, lies come
in two flavors:
blatant and white.
White lies are in between
blatant lies and Truth
but are not myths
but expedient means
20121226
The Truth About Propaganda
Propaganda consists of commercial marketing (advertising) and political marketing. Overall, there is no difference between the two.
Advertising consists of propaganda, which are full of white lies that markets product to consumers who are themselves manufactured from the People into zombies whose purpose in life is to get a 9-5 job and become model consumers.
However, both advertising and political marketing are reserved for Big Business.
Any kind of truth marketing is labeled "propaganda" in order to reduce confusion among consumers so that they do not experience cognitive dissonance and thus decide to stop buying product.
This is why anti-corporate and socialist marketing are considered propaganda, which most corporate advertisers will not run on billboards and newspapers.
Thus corporate propaganda is full of white lies, that only represent one side of whatever it is marketing, be it political or commercial.
In contrast, truth marketing (socialist propaganda) has been labeled by the powers-that-be to be the only propaganda.
Most propaganda contains the inherent logical fallacies resulting from emotional appeal.
Given that propaganda is full of logical fallacies, any person who buys into the myth which propaganda promotes is deemed a consumer, and consequently no longer is of the People, nor does he think for the People or even for himself, and looks down on anything created by the People.
For the consumer consumes product produced by Big Business, which is a gigantic zombie monster legally defined as a person with more rights than the People.
Advertising consists of propaganda, which are full of white lies that markets product to consumers who are themselves manufactured from the People into zombies whose purpose in life is to get a 9-5 job and become model consumers.
However, both advertising and political marketing are reserved for Big Business.
Any kind of truth marketing is labeled "propaganda" in order to reduce confusion among consumers so that they do not experience cognitive dissonance and thus decide to stop buying product.
This is why anti-corporate and socialist marketing are considered propaganda, which most corporate advertisers will not run on billboards and newspapers.
Thus corporate propaganda is full of white lies, that only represent one side of whatever it is marketing, be it political or commercial.
In contrast, truth marketing (socialist propaganda) has been labeled by the powers-that-be to be the only propaganda.
Most propaganda contains the inherent logical fallacies resulting from emotional appeal.
Given that propaganda is full of logical fallacies, any person who buys into the myth which propaganda promotes is deemed a consumer, and consequently no longer is of the People, nor does he think for the People or even for himself, and looks down on anything created by the People.
For the consumer consumes product produced by Big Business, which is a gigantic zombie monster legally defined as a person with more rights than the People.
20121011
If It Weren't for White Lies, Then We'd Be Extinct
In a nutshell, if we didn't tell white lies, then we wouldn't have made it past almost 1 million years from prehistoric man to today.
What's that? You don't believe humans have been around for almost a million years?
Actually, modern man has been here for about 800,000 years. That's close enough to a million.
Telling the truth is why people don't like me much, the same reason why few people will tell the full truth in front of strangers.
My truth telling is hard for most people to handle. It gets them thinking (a white lie).
Anyway, that's it for this blog entry.
NB: This post has been edited to protect anyone from the white lies in the original post.
What's that? You don't believe humans have been around for almost a million years?
Actually, modern man has been here for about 800,000 years. That's close enough to a million.
Telling the truth is why people don't like me much, the same reason why few people will tell the full truth in front of strangers.
My truth telling is hard for most people to handle. It gets them thinking (a white lie).
Anyway, that's it for this blog entry.
NB: This post has been edited to protect anyone from the white lies in the original post.
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