Or,
Counterinsurgency Online.
Let us not praise the
trolls. They are horrible human beings, and deserve every inch of that cesspool
where they spend their lives. No matter how dreadful the circumstances. They’ll
get what’s coming to them, in this life, and the next.
You
can hasten their fate, though.
Make
no mistake: Trolls, those pro-Russian anti-Semites are scum, plain and simple.
That
said, them Neon pink Nazi worms have succeeded in one thing.
Having
a rational discussion online is absolutely impossible these days. You know what
I’m talking about, right? If not, consider yourself blessed, like Harvey Keitel the Bad
Lieutenant—bullets won’t hit you! Or maybe they will. Remember what happened to
poor Harvey in the movie?
Right… wrong.
If in doubt, check out the comments on any piece of news, anywhere. Gotcha. Now:
There’s
a cure for it. And
you can bring it about!
All
you have to do is this.
1.
Pick
up a name.
2. Obtain an e-mail address for that
name.
3. Obtain a Facebook account for said
name.
And presto:
you’re good to go! Start trolling the trolls immediately!
Believe me, it’s fun. Compared to bitching about the way of the world to your
hand-picked circle of… um… friends? It is a fucking riot!
And besides, you’ll win every argument you get
into... eyes closed, in handcuffs. Remember, facts are on your side.
In his unique book on depression and
recovery, Hello to All That, John
Falk recounts how he met the anti-sniper. For a fellow who later became the subject of a HBO movie, Shot through the
Heart, he was a quiet, likable guy… and completely devoted to his job.
His job was to shoot the snipers. His targets were
the notorious cowardly Serbs killing the civilians, one by one, in the streets of Sarajevo.
Forget Mark Wahlberg. Forget Ryan Philippe. Forget
even Brandon Cooper.
You can be
that guy, in your own style.
It beats going to bed every night blinded by an
impotent rage.
You can make a difference.
Happy hunting!
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