Friday, July 3, 2009

It is a cluttered mess.

I was reading a blogge post, as I often do, of a random person's blogge whom I don't know. It was very fundamental Christian with lots of Atheist bashing and what I guess is called right wing extremism. Sounds scary, don't it? (Example)

And you know what's interesting is how Atheists and Fundies will sometimes visit each others' blogges and angrily comment on how absurd one view is, or how bad they are at making an argument. The anonymity the internet provides not only allows people to have well thought out debates, but also for lines to be crossed during those debates that might not otherwise be crossed in real life, face to face conversation (mostly because that type of line crossing gets people beaten up).

The internet makes for some of the trashiest, most honest, most thought-provoking, wildest and craziest, most unbearably mean-spirited, and most spot-on arguments you'll ever see. It's all a jim-jam of articles and blogge posts, critics and cynics, activist and apathetic sites that can spout all sorts of nonsense, or sometimes, all sorts of compelling arguments. You can say what you want, unchecked. All those thoughts popping around like jumping beans in your brain with nowhere to go now have a tiny internet sized soapbox to stand on.

[Did you just picture a jumping bean on a soapbox, because I totally just did.]

Anyhoo. As I read this particular post, which happened to be a Fundie ripping into Atheists like they are some sort of hydra exponentially growing new heads to eat at the 'truths' of the Bible, I had to laugh, partly because what the guy says is so ridiculous, and I had to cry.... because what the guy says is so ridiculous. And not just Fundies are guilty of this. Dumbass, horribly insulting works come from all sorts of groups, religious or not, political or otherwise. Stupidity is everywhere.

In the comments section of the post, someone said the author must be a Poe. Now whenever I see the word Poe, I think of my dear friend Edgar and his pally the Raven. Consequently, I thought that the commenter meant the author was a poet, or maybe a creepy bird. I knew this was an absurd notion, and I also knew that my knowledge of internet lingo is severely limited, so I looked up "Poe" and found many things including "Point of Entry," "Portal of Evil," "Polynesian staple food made from the corm of a kalo plant," and this Poe of the teletubby variety. I briefly thought that the commenter might have been calling the poster a Portal of Evil, until I came upon the Urban Dictionary and learned that a Poe is "A person who writes a parody of a fundamentalist that is mistaken for the real thing."

Now that makes more sense.

But I really doubted that this particular blogger was a "Poe".

But how can one know, in the end? And there are more than just Fundamentalist Poes. There are parodies of all sorts of sections of society, from Emos to bird watchers (maybe not bird watchers actually, but anything is possible).

So what if I am a Poe? An extremely convincing parody of a teenage girl who is sometimes bitter, sometimes giddy, sometimes confused, sometimes mad as hell, sometimes fed up, sometimes annoying her readers reader with her dumb and awkward - but not obviously fake - problems.

Well, I'm not just so you know.

But then maybe I am.

SPOOOOKY.

I'm here for the anonymity people. Not so I can argue, just mostly to vent... maybe comment on a blogge or two that I find particularly intriguing.

I don't wanna convert people to anything. I mean, what would I be converting people to anyways, Stupidityism? I think yes.

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