I should be in bed and not just because I'm getting a cold. Getting some sleep might help me write this fucking chapter I'm working on that's been kicking my ass and figure out what the hell the plot is about. Beyond "Mommy was drunk and fucked up my life" because, seriously, that shit gets boring fast.
Meanwhile, here I am thinking about how painfully stupid I'm finding most of my online interactions lately. Although interactions is probably the wrong word because we're talking my onesided response to things I read or see. Like on messageboards, which I can't seem to stop myself from reading but have totally given up commenting on because, seriously, Internet message boards are the cyber equivalent of the mob. Between blog rules of conduct and e-bullying stories of late, I'm hardly breaking new ground when I say that as soon as a show or a book or even a site gets any sort of significant InterWebz following, the quality of commentary and general conduct of the related communites plunges.
If e-anonymity makes people bold, it also seems to encourage a groupthink at the level of the lowest common demoninator that tends to drive away those who don't share the same hive-mind mentality. Veronica Mars being a case in point where a minority of rabid romance fans basically hijacked online fandom and created a huge backlash when the show's storylines stopped featuring their favourite couple the likes of which I've never seen before in all the years I've participated in fandom. The degree of bile directed at the show by posters who are supposedly fans made me think about all the years of truly bad hockey Torontonians endured during the 70s and 80s when Harold Ballard drove our beloved Leafs into a slump from which they have still not truly recovered. Everyone slammed the Leafs growing up but underneath that there was a granitic current of loyalty and affection that never wavered. It's not merely that I find VM fans fickle in comparison to Leafs fans (hell, I think only Sox and Cubs fans are more devoted to their teams) but there's something unpleasant in the selfcongratulatory tone among posters who, annoyed because person A is no longer swabbing spit with person B, seem to be taking so much delight in the show's current cancellation difficulties. And that makes me wonder if these folks ever really like the show at all (as opposed to aforementioned sharing of bodily fluids) and if it's the experience of being a fan or the term that is degraded in regard to the InterWebz?
Then again, I'm not sure how far I want to go with the idea that sports fans are better fans than media fans or the idea that loyalty is somehow an integral part of being a true "fan". At the same time, I don't think it can be wholly divorced from it either...
Meanwhile, here I am thinking about how painfully stupid I'm finding most of my online interactions lately. Although interactions is probably the wrong word because we're talking my onesided response to things I read or see. Like on messageboards, which I can't seem to stop myself from reading but have totally given up commenting on because, seriously, Internet message boards are the cyber equivalent of the mob. Between blog rules of conduct and e-bullying stories of late, I'm hardly breaking new ground when I say that as soon as a show or a book or even a site gets any sort of significant InterWebz following, the quality of commentary and general conduct of the related communites plunges.
If e-anonymity makes people bold, it also seems to encourage a groupthink at the level of the lowest common demoninator that tends to drive away those who don't share the same hive-mind mentality. Veronica Mars being a case in point where a minority of rabid romance fans basically hijacked online fandom and created a huge backlash when the show's storylines stopped featuring their favourite couple the likes of which I've never seen before in all the years I've participated in fandom. The degree of bile directed at the show by posters who are supposedly fans made me think about all the years of truly bad hockey Torontonians endured during the 70s and 80s when Harold Ballard drove our beloved Leafs into a slump from which they have still not truly recovered. Everyone slammed the Leafs growing up but underneath that there was a granitic current of loyalty and affection that never wavered. It's not merely that I find VM fans fickle in comparison to Leafs fans (hell, I think only Sox and Cubs fans are more devoted to their teams) but there's something unpleasant in the selfcongratulatory tone among posters who, annoyed because person A is no longer swabbing spit with person B, seem to be taking so much delight in the show's current cancellation difficulties. And that makes me wonder if these folks ever really like the show at all (as opposed to aforementioned sharing of bodily fluids) and if it's the experience of being a fan or the term that is degraded in regard to the InterWebz?
Then again, I'm not sure how far I want to go with the idea that sports fans are better fans than media fans or the idea that loyalty is somehow an integral part of being a true "fan". At the same time, I don't think it can be wholly divorced from it either...