Good grief. If it’s
Good grief. If it’s not one thing, it’s another. This is a sordid mess of a poor guy who was completely duped by someone who claimed to be dying of cancer. In the last 10 years that I’ve been around the internet, I’ve seen:
€ a man who created a fictitious wife for himself
€ a few guys pretending to be girls and having ‘mudsex’ with hapless guys
€ a guy who pretended to be a girl who eventually faked suicide
€ a pregnancy newsgroup troll who pretended to die from childbirth complications
€ a pregnancy newsgroup troll who pretended her child died from complications
€ a woman pretending to be a man who had a cyber-romance with an unknowing woman
My oh my, the list goes on.
And there always has to be drama, conflict, a soap opera. I’ve seen 2 bigass uproars on 2 different webrings lately and I find myself tuning in for today’s helping of pain. Sorry to be so crass, because I know I’m feeding on someone else’s anguish, but it’s like slowing down to watch a car wreck. I worry about being so dehumanized that I don’t care enough about my fellow man, I worry about the internet turning us all into automatons, but then I remember the case in NYC in the sixties where a woman was screaming for help as she was being killed and none of her neighbors did anything because they “didn’t want to get involved”.
Sorry to be such a downer tonight. It’s not like I’m in a bad mood or anything. Just ponderous.