I hate meta, but boy, is it easier to write meta than to keep trying to outline your just-started novel and keep realizing you can’t keep straight the nine sisters with whom you’ve burdened your protagonist. One of them married an Italian guy, and I don’t remeber if it was supposed to be Vera or Martha. Therefore:
Is it possibe we’re being a little dramatic here?
Granted, I’m not tremendously invested in either candidate, and granted, this isn’t my first time at the your-candidate-sucks dance (hello, Dean asplosion of 2004, Kerry asplosion of later in 2004, would you two like some shiraz as long as I’m up?) and granted I could not possibly give less of a cold blue fuck who’s up and who’s down in the world of Kos and who’s a liar and who’s a traitor and who is ruining the blogs forever. But is it me or is the drama unfolding over the passing of a golden age on the Internet, caused by supporters of YOUR CANDIDATE who are ruining all our fun, just perhaps a tad much?
I’m not mocking candidate supporter passion (please, from the girl who proposed marriage to Chris Dodd, wouldn’tthat be absurd?). I’m not mocking people being upset at being mistreated, either; if someone was a creep to you it’s not up to me whether you should be upset. I’m just questioning the idea that any of the recent nastiness is entirely new, instead of just louder than usual.
Now, you can say I don’t think we’re in a terrible Internet crisis because I haven’t been personally attacked, but really, once a hundred Freepi have called you a whore and said there’s nothing wrong with your writing that your first orgasm won’t cure, well, I don’t think it’s wise to try to improve upon perfection. And maybe I would feel differently if in the past three months I’d gotten my very first hatemail, or received my very first note accusing me of being a Stalinist and saying people like me are why God is dead, or something, but the times of me being surprised by how nasty people can be online are long, long over. And the number of times people have declared thatthis blog sucks, or is over, and should just quit, I can’t count without taking off my socks.
The real reason I’m not in a state of panic about the loss of civilization as we know it is that I was never under the impression that blog world or even liberal blog world was never any different than any other place, which is to say, at times full of awesome, at times full of suck, and populated by assholes and insects and bullies and people who are prone to snap at the same in equal proportion to how such creatures are distributed elsewhere in the universe. I do not gnash my teeth at the passing of a great utopia because seriously, anybody who thought the political Internet was a utopia was fucking kidding himself to a really accomplished degree. I mean, in other news, music isn’t what it used to be, and kids today are total sluts.
I’ve met some fantastic people during my time blogging, I’ve met some real goofballs, and some people I wouldn’t throw a rope to if they were drowning, and I would hazard most of you reading this would agree, even if we might disagree on any given day about who belongs to what group. I don’t see the last group as evidence that the first is somehow less valuable, or that response toward the latter two should somehow change because it’s primary season. People who are being jerks should be called on it, people being sweet to you should get pats on the head, if you can’t agree on who’s who then you should go in a room and sit with your thoughts until you figure it out, and there is, once and for all, a difference between an argument and a fight: An argument is, “You’re wrong.” A fight is, “You’re wrong, and you’re an ASSHOLE.”
That being said, there are worse things than fights, even hard fights, even fights between friends. Even fights about the deepest things that unite us politically and what those things should be. On the day Kerry conceded, I was still kind of drunk, and had gotten about an hour of sleep in the last three days. And was at work, natch. People online had already started the advanced stages of freaking out, blaming gay people, pissing each other off, saying Kerry was a shitty candidate and everybody who supported him was a chump and deserved what he got. My friends and I went out to this subdued lunch of the stunned and picked at some food, and in the car on the way back I said, “This is not the worst day of my life.”
“It’s pretty close, for me.”
“This is not the worst day of my life. Telling myself that is the only way I will get past this.”
There are worse things than fights. We can glue ourselves back together. This can be repaired. And in the end, our hurts and bruises will not be the end of us, or the end of what we’re trying to build here. We’ve been knocked down by bigger things than one another. We can get back up from this, too.
Or not, if we don’t choose to, but let’s not kid ourselves that this is one of the things outside our control.
A.
Whoever made those nasty comments about you is extremely wrong:I’m the reason God is dead.
Seriously, for what it’s worth, I’ve about pulled the plug on caring about the Democratic primary at this point. I can’t vote in the general, either candidate is likely to be as bad as the otherfor me (in terms of the US President’s effects on Canada in general), and personally, I’m about plumb disgusted withboth of them.
i am very sorry you are forced to pay attention to america. i really am.
we really suck.
Some people use that corner booth at the diner to tell somebody they love them. Others sit in the same booth to plot bank robbery. Still others sit in the booth and contemplate the marginal utility of pea soup vs. minestrone. Internet meta is about as revealing as diner booth meta which is to say I’ll have the minestrone, you take the guard by the door, and I love Erin Grey. Bidi-bidi-bidi.
Since the primary process was introduced, the Democratic party has never won the Presidency following a close, bitter election. The only times in history that they have came before Primaries were instituted, before the party base ever become emotionally invested in candidates.
The poster is right. This is nothing new to this Primary season. Unfortunately, the poster is wrong about whether or not this is something to worry about. There’s good reason to believe there is.
Gee, apparently this moron thinks we’re bad people because the idea of Hillary clinton rigging an election pisses us off.
WTF us wrong with these people?
Let me explain it to you. Some of us believe in Democracy. The most important part of a Democracy is that you hold elections, and that those election decide something. Hillary Clinton wants elections to be advisory, and not determinative. Thus, Hillary Clinton is directly attacking Democratic ideals.
Add to that the fact this… thing and her supporters laugh in our faces about it, that’s going to piss quite a few people off.
Amen to that.
It’s also worth remembering that people on the internet – meaning individuals, too, but especially as a whole – are a very unrepresentative slice of real humanity. Seriously, how many libertarians have you ever met in real life? The answer is zero, because they all stay indoors blogging all damned day. The internet, and the liberal weblog world, are a lot like real life in a lot of ways, and in some ways it is better, but it a lot of ways it’s a freak show. A sad, sometimes funny, but mostly just sad, sad little freak show. And you know you love it.
joejoejoe, was it the satin catsuits? Whoever chose the peach one for Ms. Grey should have been shot, IMHO. (Gawd, I’m a bad scifi geek…)
Back on topic, sorry, Soullite, but hyperbole like that is what we’re talking about here. Rigging the election? How, exactly? What has she done, specifically, that leads you to make that charge? What evidence do you have to back it up? FL/MI? Nothing has happened yet to suggest to me that she’s trying to rig the election through that avenue–she’s made some stupid decisions (like not pulling her name off the ballots), but steal the election? No. Superdelegates? Obama’s talking to them, too, and should be, in my opinion.
And please, before commencing flame on, I’ll remind you that I am an Obama supporter, have been since Edwards dropped out, and I am very, extremely, horribly disappointed in many of the attacks Hillary (and her backers) have leveled at Obama (and his backers, including me, in one case directly) in this campaign. But I think that claiming she’s trying to steal the election is just about as bad.
If we get to the convention and she tries to override the popular vote, I’ll be on the streets of Denver protesting in person. But until and unless it gets to that point, this kind of rhetoric seems silly to me. If you want people to support Obama after he wins the nomination, so he can beat the pants off McCain, maybe avoid calling their candidate, who they feel as passionately about as you do about yours, a “thing.” It’s not the sort of thing Barack Obama would do, is it? That’s one of the reasons I like the guy.
I think there are two phenomena at work.
(Neither is that the internet is over-represented by odd people — which of course it is, but what isn’t?) First, there’s the shattering of the dream — a dream that seemed to shimmer just within our reach — that our primary, like ourselves, would be a paragon of positivism and substance. We were pretty close to that until quite recently, and there’s understandable outrage watching proof accumulate that progressives are, in fact, subject to all the temptations as Ordinary Humans.
Secondly, there’s a fair amount of defensiveness amongst Obama-manians who perceive that some of HRC’s tactics are similar to the tactics that the other side has used against us — and which many Dems of all persuasions dislike. I speak of smears, racial intimations and mocking. OK, well mocking even I’m OK with, but the point is clear: some of the recent spike in partinsanship is due to one camp’s decision to go for the “kitchen sink.”