there are times, varying in frequency, when i wish i was a little more (maybe alot more?) passionate about things. take dick hoyt for example. i can’t fathom the levels of love and devotion it would take to do what this guy does for his son, rick. the video is good, but the article really puts it into perspective and i’ll include that below.
other times though, i’m really glad that i’m not that passionate about the wrong fucking things. the interweb is, bar none, the biggest hive of pedantry man could ever possibly have conceived of and i thank christ that i’m over the point where i really give a shit about most things that it manages to throw up. i love a good bit of internet drama, don’t get me wrong, but i can’t tell you how happy i am that i can sit back and laugh at it, without feeling the need to weigh in.Â
for me, this was a process of growing up. i used to do it. i don’t think i was as bad as most, probably because i don’t like conflict, even when i’m a relatively anonymous keyboard warrior. i still feel like a berk afterwards, and since most of these things tend to come up from communities that i’d like to remain a part of, i have to go back there after making (what i consider) to be an idiot out of myself. i still look back at a few things i was involved in and cringe.
for some people though, it seems like no matter how old they get, this process continues to elude them. they will never grow out of it. they will probably never leave their mother’s basements either. the vast majority of internet pedants and keyboard warriors consider themselves ultimately wordly and knowlegeable in all things, especially when they can’t be proven wrong. in reality though i have no doubt that very few of them have ever travelled outside of their own house, let alone outside their own city, country, or comfort zone.
the combination of two things has prompted this today. looking back through some old photos of all the places i’ve been in the last few years and all the things i’ve seen and reflecting on how lucky i’ve been, and then reading the letter written to the register by some small minded cretin, correcting their spelling of the word penii, to penes. true as it may be, even i as a bit of a word nerd can’t help but wonder about the truly sad existence one would have to lead in order to correct such a ‘mistake’ in the first place, let alone when it’s published on a site like el reg with tongue firmly planted in cheek.
anyways, long story short, people are idiots and sometimes it gets me down. to end on a more positive note, here’s the article about the truly amazing dick hoyt (click more) (more…)