Trolls…
I've had a few.
But, then again…
Too few to mention.
We're having this encounter online.
Not down the shops, not in a car park, in a footy grandstand or in a slow-moving queue.
I can't see you. You can't see me.
In cyberspace, no-one can see your face when you’re shouting mindless, ugly abuse.
I was reminded of this yesterday when, stuck in a traffic jam my fellow drivers wound down their car windows to watch a disturbing road rage incident unfold.
Shouts. Swearing. Fists shaking. Cars refusing to move after the lights turned green as the argument raged. Ugly stuff. Frightening.
Those of us nearby were noting number plates and had 000 on speed dial. A few got out of their cars to see what was up. We acknowledged each other with a nod, knowing we were there as witnesses in the event things became physically violent.
That sort of support is not there when you are at home, alone and the abuse comes through on your computer screen.
It can make you feel very vulnerable indeed.
There's hardly a human posting their opinion online who hasn't complained of being bombarded with ugly, cruel and explicitly violent comments from anonymous 'trolls'.
NB: In internet slang, a 'troll' is someone who makes comments with one aim in mind – to provoke and upset.
Doesn't matter if you are male or female; whether you're in the depths of despair or celebrating your triumphs, seems there's always some 'anonymous' who is there to rain on your parade. To make you feel small and unworthy.
Now we have the chance to peek behind the mask thanks to a brilliant report from News Ltd. journalist Claire Connelly who interviewed three such 'trolls'.
Source: http://thehoopla.com.au/afraid-big-bad-troll//
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