Blog Wars from Violet @ Reclusive Leftist 31 Dec 2006 9:56 pm
Once upon a time I worked in an office with cubes. Cubes, as you probably know, are made of five-foot-high upholstered partitions which do approximately zip to block sound transmission, so the lucky cube dweller gets to hear everything that’s going on in all the surrounding cubes.
In my case, it was my misfortune that the people on the other side of the cubewall were what I generally refer to as “twits.” Twits are people who don’t know what they’re talking about but insist on talking about it anyway, often with great heat. A memory that is burned into my mind is the evening in mid-June when the aforementioned twits were discussing day length. One person noted that it seemed to her the days were getting longer. Another person said that he thought the days were getting shorter. Someone else opined that in fact the day length was not changing, it was just an illusion caused by the fact that the sunsets were occurring later and later. A fourth person mentioned the word “solstice,” which she had heard on the radio, and wondered aloud if this had anything to with the sunset thing. One of the other people explained authoritatively that no, the solstice occurred in the fall and marked the point when daylight savings time ended. The conversation grew heated. Positions became entrenched. Sharp words were exchanged. In an alternative timeline, I committed suicide on my side of the cubewall because I couldn’t fucking take it anymore. In this timeline, alas, I endured and am here to tell the tale.
It often seems to me that about 99% of blogular discourse is like that trans-cubewall solstice discussion: people arguing vehemently over things they don’t understand. Which is fine, really, but I’d rather they didn’t do it within earshot of me. The suicide thing and all.
Unfortunately, that kind of twittery occasionally infects the blogs I read, which annoys the living shit out of me. (It also shows up here on my own blog at times, and I will gladly pay a princely sum — I’m talking 10, 20 bucks — to the first person who can build me a twit filter.) What’s even worse is when the twittery is compounded by the vicious cliquishness — part Heathers, part People’s Front of Judea* — that leads some people in the leftist-feminist blog world to believe that their energy is best spent on attacking other people in the leftist-feminist blog world.
(Heathers) + (People’s Front of Judea) x (solstice dispute) = Blog War
So imagine my angst when I emerged today from my extended Sickmas hiatus, all ready to catch up on the news and blog talk, to discover that lo and fucking behold, yet another one of these trainwrecks** was in progress.
Happy Fucking New Year.
*From Life of Brian:
REG: The only people we hate more than the Romans are the fucking Judean People’s Front.
PEOPLE’S FRONT OF JUDEA: Yeah…
JUDITH: Splitters.
PEOPLE’S FRONT OF JUDEA: Splitters…
FRANCIS: And the Judean Popular People’s Front.
PEOPLE’S FRONT OF JUDEA: Yeah. Oh, yeah. Splitters. Splitters…
LORETTA: And the People’s Front of Judea.
PEOPLE’S FRONT OF JUDEA: Yeah. Splitters. Splitters…
REG: What?
LORETTA: The People’s Front of Judea. Splitters.
REG: We’re the People’s Front of Judea!
LORETTA: Oh. I thought we were the Popular Front.
REG: People’s Front! C-huh.
FRANCIS: Whatever happened to the Popular Front, Reg?
REG: He’s over there.
PEOPLE’S FRONT OF JUDEA: Splitter!
Later, during the commando raid:
BRIAN: Brothers! Brothers! We should be struggling together!
FRANCIS: We are! Ohh.
BRIAN: We mustn’t fight each other! Surely we should be united against the common enemy!
EVERYONE: The Judean People’s Front?!
BRIAN: No, no! The Romans!
**Which is not to say that everyone on the train is a twit, a Heather, or a member of the People’s Front of Judea. Many smart people of good faith get involved in these discussions because they want to inject a little sense into the sea of nonsense, and that is a fine thing. But the sea, it’s still made of nonsense.
