Where The Trolls Are
My Mom said she got trolled on the Internet.
She wanted to reply,
Her friends said, “Don’t feed the trolls!”
She wanted to reply,
Dad said, “That’s like air to them!”
I have a better idea,
I know exactly where they live.
Written by Patrick S. Stemp
Illustrated by Anita Soelver
Anita nails both the picture above and my thoughts here. I see trolls in book reviews all the time (other people’s – not ours, yet – phew), as well as all the usual places on the internet.
I think it must come from an inability to accept that other people have different likes and preferences. You see phrases like “I don’t understand all the 5 star reviews…”, or “I guess other readers aren’t as discerning as I…”
It’s an insidious form of trolling. Being incapable of not telling everyone what you think. Being unable to step back, keep quiet, and let people enjoy whatever it is that they get joy from in life.
There is a huge difference between “this was not for me”, and “everyone who likes this is stupid”.
Ultimately, you just have to roll your eyes and walk away. But sometimes you wish you could be the kids in this picture.
Trolls were a lot funnier thinking back at the childhood version of them, although they might have been scary back then.
Internet trolls are just the worse. It took me the best of 10 years to learn to stop feeding the troll. It’s just so hard. Especially if it’s a topic that’s close to you in any way, and there’s someone who keeps trolling. I sometimes literally have to step away from the screen, to stop myself from replying. But I’ve gotten better at it as the years go by. Perhaps it helps to get more patience?
I’m still not sure why the trolls enjoy what they’re doing? Don’t they have exciting things to do? A never ending to-do list like other people? I have so many things I want to do every day, and can’t find the time to do them all. So if I had to find time to troll other people, I don’t know how I would get anything done. Perhaps some questions just don’t have an answer. There will always be things I don’t understand. Especially in terms of how people behave towards other human beings.
Now I’ll go troll my to-do list, if that’s possible. Or it might be more correct to say, that I’ll let the list troll me. Because that’s how it rolls.