Who Lives In A Mind Like This?
This isn't about me - my mind is a fairly vacant void with tumbleweed blowing through it at the best of times. Even I don't live in my mind...wow, that's deep - I have no idea what I'm talking about... Move on, quick...
This is however about someone who thinks about me too much to be healthy. I am a "bum rapist" apparently. I know this because every so often since this blog started, I've been getting comments posted on this blog calling me one. No-one sees them except me - as I have comments set to "moderate before publishing". Doesn't stop him or her (but I imagine its a him) sending them though. Why would you keep sending the same message over and over when you know no-one will see it? Beats me.
I got 1 message early on, posted to the comments on my blog..might have been the first blog entry, can't remember - along the lines of "are you the same <my real name> who raped my male friend in Shepherd's Bush in 1998?" or something similar. Well...no. Not living in London by then it would be unlikey I was in Shepherd's Bush. Never mind that male bottoms have never really been my thing, not even my own (which, I have to say...is in pretty fine fettle for 51, let me tell you...oh yes...).
"<ahem> oh hello dear, I had no idea you were reading this... "
ANYWAY...the google account it was sent from was either set up for the purpose or a fake - not much to it. So with no way to reply this person, I deleted the message and reported the account to google. And changed the settings on here so messages are set to be moderated by me first. Whether Google did anything I don't know but the next message came from a different account. Shorter message but the same thing. So I reported that account too.
And that set the tone - this same person has sent me these little messages on here ever since. Usually only a couple of words, and variations on the words "bum rapist" (I guess you can think up your own variations). I delete them all, of course. But here's the thing - they're all anonymous now. Not even sent from an account - clearly my little friend has realised you don't NEED an account to post comments. Which struck me at first as unfair - but then if you write a blog, you really want people to read and comment on it and you don't want there to be a barrier to doing that (like having to faff about registering for a google account).
So who lives in a mind like this? What on earth possesses someone to waste a few precious seconds on posting such negative, insulting (not to mention inaccurate) drivel? Every minute on this earth is precious - the older I get the more I realise this. The fact that I can still walk and talk at my age I am very grateful for - so many are already gone before their time, despite me still feeling alive (despite all the ailments in the last few years). I am grateful for my life. Clearly some people don't give it any thought. I just can't see why anyone (him) would waste time posting something to someone who doesn't care (me). I rarely check my google email, which is where they come in, so the only time I see them is if I log into Blogger. Not that often.
But hey, thanks Mr Troll - it gave me an excuse to post a blog today.