Comment by Jerrrry

4 years ago

Michael Crichton, (as above quoted) didn't get to feel the pain of having the opportunity to correct the newspaper article, as we "do".

That's the pain I feel when facing this new instance of the affect, in a more palatable form:

I could comment on the internet - but knowing my comments will, despite immense reverence, or correctness, be ignored by the silent masses, turns the effect into an affliction.

The man reading the newspaper can mutter the facts under his breath. Had he yell louder, still, nothing will change - his breakfast partner bemoaned.

The miniscule chance of my comment correcting the record pains me. Had I yell louder, maybe someone will take note. But I can't - because they won't, and the possibility of my pertinent, small chance of making a difference gets irrevocably distant, as an algorithm pushes the topic of collective interest to someone else's disdain.

So I reload the page, and forget what I knew.

> but knowing my comments will, despite immense reverence, or correctness, be ignored by the silent masses

lol? This is your reply to people literally begging you to share your story? That other people won't read it? We can't all get the audience we want.

  • i was explaining the feeling. it's the same shared in the sibling comment, but it is basically more emotionally draining because of the personal involvement, with guilty tinges of self-resentment

    im sure the french have a word for it

Could you switch to attack mode and publish your own story/blog/podcast? This way you wouldn't need to react to an existing article but present the story from afresh.

  • I am concerned with 3 letter agencies, but still entertain the idea of maintaining two, unrelated, uncorrelatable, and hopefully forever separate, internet identities.

    Like an internet-mullet. Business in my name, party behind an alias.

    The interesting bit would be writing and maintaining two distinct sites/corpus.

    It is generally recommended (OPSEC Bible rule 3) to never publish, however, I have more stories to tell now than future crimes to commit, so, one day, yes, I would like to.