I read internet comment sections all the time. Truth is I often spend more time reading comments than reading the articles they accompany. When I was a kid and hooked on car and videogame magazines I’d always read the letters section first and as a college student, swiping the Globe and Mail from the news department, it was always straight to the opinions.
That being said I have very rarely participated myself. Except for a prolific period on the now deceased WFMU message board, I’ve always been what they call in the field a “lurker”.
So after all these years I’ve decided to go out there and get into a huge internet debate with a stranger. I’m going to load up more logical fallacies than you can blame a straw man for and then come back with a face pounding stream of indisputable sources, sources sourced so hard it’ll crash the shit out of your browser. I’m just going to dig myself in deep and take somebody out, hard internet style.
It will have to be an environment I’m well versed in and only one of the three I read everyday is going to work. AV Club is actually pretty funny and free of serious debate while Hacker News is full of aspergers and subject matter over my head. So the only real choice is…
Boing Boing. Things get pretty heated and absurd in Boing Boing comments. Overly sensitive liberals, parody like feminists and trolling right wingers everywhere. Sock puppets even. Mostly though, just a lot of people who can not understand a joke. As a long time Boing Boing reader I have often suspected that the feature only came to exist because the internet is all social now and it actually has very little to do with the editor’s desire to open the floodgates.
I’ll let you know when it goes down. Wish me luck, who knows maybe I’ll be fortunate enough to get Xeni (who I adore) into the mix.
I went to an art gallery in a dream just now and I’m kind of proud of my subconscious for the exhibit. A few really interesting glitchy looking abstract pieces and a series of b&w photos of people creating human pyramids at a street festival.
It reminds me of a dream I had a few nights ago in which everybody was repeating a line by somebody they claimed was one of the greatest poets of all time. It went, “modern furniture is a convenience”.
The exhibit was much better obviously, it even had a DJ dropping beats.