It is so easy to be a snarky Internet bully until something like this happens to restore your sense of shame.
It reminds me a bit of a situation that happened back when I was blogging instead of doing, when I wrote some rather unkind things about the design and aesthetics of Wesabe. I didn't really have anything to contribute - I was just being critical for the sake of being critical. The next day, the CEO of the company wrote a long comment on my blog defending his employee's tastes and (rather politely) pointing out what a dick I was being. Reading that comment made me feel like I was three inches tall.
Since then, while I don't always succeed, I try to think before I type.
We shouldn't discount criticism entirely, lest we give the world to the Uwe Bolls out there. Your post would have gone from being "critical" to being a critique if you had provided both: an explanation of why it's bad, and insight into how it could be better.
Consider the art crit. I've seen a full range of reaction: some students would completely qualify why they did everything, and be able to either discard useless criticism and incorporate the good; others would completely reject it: combativeness was either anger or sadness. Once, a girl cried because the professor (very politely) said that she needed to increase the contrast in her photos. The explanation, much like Knight's, was "well, I tried hard, isn't that good enough?"
And the answer is no, unfortunately. You can't just hide the work in a shoebox under the bed to shield it from criticism. From what you said, though, earnestness is not opposite from politeness. It's possible to be critical without being a dick.
Congratulations on having a sense of shame in the first place. That's the difference between you and someone who reacts by being excited that their "mixing it up" got the attention of the CEO.
However, I think many folks, myself included, who have a keen sense of shame then overreact in these situations. It threatens our identity, in some way.
If we can pull back a little from that, maybe a situation like that could totally end up as a "that's the crazy way I got to know this guy" story you can both laugh about now. They would be the one who convinced the tough critic, and you could be the one who's never shy with their opinion.
> Most of us are Internet bullies now, some of us more active than others.
Yeah right. Most people I know aren't, and most people I discuss with online aren't either.
I'd say the reality is that the blog author belongs to a minority of people acting like bullies and now he tries to defend his behaviour by saying 'everyone else does it'.
It would appear that you hang around on a different internet than I do. I'm envious.
The internet I frequent is populated by people who love to forward stories around, post links to Facebook (with comments like "I can't believe how stupid this guys is", and do the same on Twitter. Web sites which showcase said stories, and maybe if they're very lucky, mainstream news will cover them as well.
I pay about $80/month for internet. I'd gladly pay twice that to access the internet you use.
It's not that I don't see that happening but it's always from people I don't know and never talked to in real life or on the internet.
I have this strong feeling it's a loud minority. It's the same with real bullying, the bullies think they behave normal but the majority think they are bullies.
I think you're probably right. I think people don't necessarily associate ridiculing someone on the internet with bullying (in many cases because the target of ridicule isn't there interacting with them).
Sure me and my friends talk shit about people that has been exposed doing stupid things on the internet, but we do it in private. We don't ridicule in public. I think that's the difference.
> It would appear that you hang around on a different internet than I do. I'm envious.
It's all who you associate with. I've seen my share of bullying online and done some of my own that I deeply regret.
During my first year on the internet as in interactive participant I was exclusively surrounded by furries[1]. After that I ended up programming bots[2] for deviantArt's chat network. That ended after being I was banned for discovering and exploiting security holes. (my bad, I haven't done that since)
Since, I moved on to help moderate an art website[3]. That didn't work out because there wasn't well defined rules for moderators. I still have great respect for the current admins. I left moderating on good terms. Then I moved on to hanging out on irc with system administrators, iOS developers (I'm a rails guy), a ruby on rails community, and a chatroom of former usenet users that are at least 40 years older than I am and are published authors. I'm working on building my own art website[4] so who knows who I'll end up being around next.
After being banned from deviantArt, I've made it a point to not tolerate douche-baggery in any form in myself or others. Most of the communities I hang out with now encourage respect. If you want to change, there are hard decisions to make. I was lucky and a deviantArt administrator made the decision for me.
We've been talking a lot about this article on Facebook since Luke published it.
Full disclosure: I grew up with the guy in question, and am friends with the author of the piece (both were in my Boy Scout troop). I was most struck by the fact that I hadn't heard anything about this story until he wrote this article, and feel pretty shitty about the situation.
It's easy to see things on the news and lose sight of the fact that people are people. Empathy is harder to feel when it involves reading some text and a funny caption on a web site.
I think Luke's point is that we're almost all guilty of this (himself included).
I think we're overestimating the "anonymous internet snark" aspect of this phenomenon. Back before most people lived in large cities and could be anonymous, this sort of thing still happened. People got reputations, and they rarely lived down embarrassing things that became public knowledge.
Is it really worse for some random person thousands of miles away to laugh at a mugshot and a story (someone who could meet you a week later and not even recognize you), or to hear "Got anything interesting up your ass today?" from people you run into on the street for the rest of your life?
The internet simply increases the reach that stories like this have. It reminds me of an old joke, appropriate before the net:
"You know son, I was a volunteer fireman in this town, put out many blazes, but they don't call me Billy the Fireman.
I also build quite a few bridges in my time, and they're still standing to this day, but they don't call me Billy the Bridge Builder.
It is worse when its something embarrassing (rather than criminal). Like the lady who fell in the fountain. Now every employer, boyfriend, colleague will know about this. It's no longer anyone in your small circle in your hometown, but anyone with an internet connection.
I think you overestimate the lifespan of these things. When we're inundated with a dozen new public humiliation memes a day, people just won't remember.
Who looks to see whether some person you've met is the subject of embarassing YouTube videos?
Do you really think you'd recognize the Star Wars Kid if you passed him on the street?
Not if I passed him on the street, but if he joined my company, I'd Google him. I've probably searched for every person I know. Takes five seconds and on occassion yields something really interesting.
His last paragraph completely ruined the entire article for me. I was actually getting emotional as he wrote about stories with his childhood friend. I was hoping this article would have a point. In the end, he had no point and nothing changed, except he still remains another asshole on the internet (which was common knowledge in the first place). I want my 3 minutes back.
Of course writing an article in Slate (including photos of the childhood "friend") pushes the whole story from obscure Internet news (which I hadn't heard/cared about) into the mainstream...
Honestly, if something embarrassing about me ever shows up online -- just don't use my name. I probably wouldn't mind providing chuckles for strangers, the trouble is that Google never forgets.
If I was the Slate author, I wouldn't have used his name for this very reason. He's not doing him any favors by writing this.
AND 30 THINGS HE ATTEMPTED TO SMUGGLE INTO JAIL INSIDE HIS ASS.
There's the proper sense of shame you should feel when considering whether to mock someone or not, and then there's communal shame that should make us think twice before doing something morally, ethnically and criminally questionable.
Perhaps the next guy who considers doing something like this will remember laughing at Neil, and will decide not to become an internet joke.
Why do you feel that smuggling some relatively harmless stuff into prison is so bad that the entire internet has to shame him? It's not like he was smuggling in two knifes and an automatic rifle...
Well, leaving aside any personal issues on whether it's a good idea to use drugs while in jail, it's still a tremendously dumb idea - as illustrated by the fact that not only did he have to fill his rectum with a variety of uncomfortable objects (a whole syringe? kudos, but ouch) but also got caught and presumably caught extra time for it as well.
I'd imagine that the public shaming will discourage him and others from doing something self-harmful again more so than an added jail term will.
No, I believe from his bio that he does Not in fact learn to avoid self-harmful acts. That's why he's a tragic figure, instead of for instance an evil one.
It's the work of the justice system to punish people who commit crimes, not the job of anonymous people in the internet. Public mocking an humilliation is cruel and unusual punishment.
I think that it's much less cruel than being placed into confinement with other criminals, a lot of who may actually be a threat to you and society.
Also, I'm just being a pedant now, but the "cruel and unusual" clause only applies to punishment meted out by government - same way that you can't claim that your parents violated your First Amendment rights by sending you to your room for calling your sister a fatty fatty fat fat at dinner, or whatnot.
Well, the thing is, I'm more ok with the government giving punishment than I am with with the general public doing the same. At least in theory, they are supossed to give a punishment that is fit for the crime.
And while it's true that it's not unconstitutional to be cruel, it's still, well, cruel.
I don't think anyone knew the name Cathy Cruz Marrero before she filed a lawsuit and put it on the public record. We've all done stupid things, and I'm glad mine weren't captured on video, but I'm pretty sure she handled it as poorly as possible.
So funny, I read the second half and then wondered why there wasn't an intro into who this guy was and what he did. I then realized, scrolled up and read the first half. Still a great article, I forwarded it to my Mom.
This isn't about Internet cyber bullying so much as it is about childhood, friends and sticking up for one-another. It's also about criminals and how society looks upon those who have broken our society's laws.
I can't relate. I generally do not take glee in the misfortune of others and don't enjoy such "jokes". And this whole thing just makes me shake my head. He did absolutely nothing good for his childhood friend. He just made it worse by providing all kinds of additional personal info and extra publicity for something I'm sure the guy wishes would just go away. Ugh.
Never saw this before today, but it hardly seems funny. That's how people smuggle contraband in prison.
The sad truth is that either you have wealth with which to get what you want from other people, or you swallow your pride and smuggle stuff in via your rectum. It's not funny; it's a sad commentary on the demeaning prison life.
It reminds me a bit of a situation that happened back when I was blogging instead of doing, when I wrote some rather unkind things about the design and aesthetics of Wesabe. I didn't really have anything to contribute - I was just being critical for the sake of being critical. The next day, the CEO of the company wrote a long comment on my blog defending his employee's tastes and (rather politely) pointing out what a dick I was being. Reading that comment made me feel like I was three inches tall.
Since then, while I don't always succeed, I try to think before I type.