A blog has the power to amuse, enlighten, or irritate anyone with access to the Internet and a toddler’s ability to communicate. Bloggers take risks and push the publish button anyway. I’ve had my share of trolls, and I usually delete their messages and chose instead to bask in the occasional complimentary notes. But, now I have a troll who continues to taunt me to publish his messages “if you have the backbone to publish my comment.” And, he says he doesn’t like my pubic writings.
As far as I know, I’ve never blogged about anything pubic. I often write about drinking wine, chasing Studley around the house, and farting in public, but I’ve never mentioned anything about my southern regions. At my age, that’s a wise decision.
So, my troll’s name is Warren, and he began sending messages last week after I posted a blog about convicted sex offenders. My target audience is middle-age women and I wrote the blog for those of us who are grandmothers. Warren doesn’t fit the demographic. His first comment was 275 words, half as long as my blog, and he told me I wasn’t informed about my subject, even though I had researched and cited official sources. I chose not to publish his comment on my website. (After all, Warren, it is my website. Write your own if you want.)
But, Warren was greatly irritated that I ignored him. He sent another message accusing me of running and hiding from the truth included in his original comment. And he said I was shameful. By now, Warren was beginning to irritate me.
A third email arrived with such a glaring error that nasty, ole’ Warren made me laugh out loud. “Censuring differing views (including mine) on your pubic writings…is not very becoming.” (As God is my witness, Warren, I will never expose my pubic writings to you. I agree with you. It would not be very becoming.)
Warren remained mad at me for not publishing his comments on my website. He sent me five messages in two days and the last one was complete with accusations. “You are a liar. You just keep running from the facts and the truth. You are no better than the rest of the media. Fear sells, right? Nice try.”
I don’t know whether to be bored or worried. Warren obviously has issues, and he doesn’t like me at all. I usually wouldn’t care, but he has information about me and where I live. I also wonder why he’s so adamant about the legal registry of convicted sex offenders. (Sorry, Warren. I don’t like convicted sex offenders, and I don’t want to live next to them. If you are on that registry, get professional help, and leave me alone.) I think I’ll return to writing humor. Trolls on my funny blogs are usually silly drunks.