I tell myself to stay away from Youtube comment sections. I know that the smokescreen of anonymity that the internet provides allows people to showcase the absolute worst things humanity has to offer. And I know that reading the thoughts of the dregs will just make me really depressed — and that knowing there are SO MANY of them will make me really depressed… and yet I keep finding myself in threads like this one, and then asking myself WHY I’d even read through. Why even click, when I know I should stay away.
But that’s the thing. I shouldn’t HAVE to stay away. I shouldn’t have to avoid youtube because horrible, HORRIBLE, miserable little people like this have found that it’s the perfect platform for them to leave their greasy little mark on the world. I shouldn’t have to stay away, they should crawl back into whatever dank little cave they crawled out of.
So fuck their little bit of anonymity, in their grim little corner of the world. I’m not blurring their usernames or avatars. If they’re so proud of their hate, then here: let the world know it.
(Note: I didn’t have to dig for any of these. These were all on the front page, from the first 20 comment threads among over 15,000. I shudder to think how much worse it gets.)
A very late #WednesdayYA post; Wednesday’s almost over, but the discussion for Libba Bray’s #BeautyQueens is next Wednesday, so figured I’d better crack into this.
(Even though I’m technically in the middle of a couple other books already…)
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Sekret Challenge 5/10: Favorite Villain ~ Rostov:
Something about him makes it hurt to look at him — it’s like looking at the sun, too bright to stare at directly, searing m eyes, making me itch all over. The closer he draws, the more the feeling swells. My stomach churns and there’s this sharp, twisting pain in my head.
It’s the buzzing that I heard in Kruzenko’s thoughts this morning, cutting through her mental shield like a bone saw. Is this his power, this way of splitting straight through someone’s mind…? …it’s like someone’s scrubbing the inside of my skull with steel wool.
…He walks like a tiger — sinuous, confident, crisp…
…His words are trimmed in razor wire…
…He smells like hot tar, burning rubber…
Yes, I know the Sekret challenge technically ended on Saturday, but I have a few more to do and I’m determined to finish. (If you’re bored of Sekret, they’re doing Of Poseidon/Triton/Neptune now. But you should totally not be bored of Sekret, ‘cause it’s great.)
Anyway, yes. Obvious choice for favorite villain, but really? There are A LOT of villains in Sekret, and I love to hate every last one of them…but Rostov still wins.
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What they said. =D
[Image Description: Background is several triangles in a circle like a pie alternating from true red, scarlet and black. A robin is sitting on his perch looking to the right.
Top Text: “Being handed products”
Bottom Text: “Covered in baby drool”]
If you’re the parent you’re probably used to dealing with it but I can guarantee you the robin scanning your items does not want to be handed wet, sticky, chewed products.
I will see your baby drool and raise you BABY VOMIT ALL OVER EVERYTHING.
And the mother just said “Oh yeah, he threw up. *giggle*” and made no move to take any of the baby vomit-y things.