There are trolls and then there are trolls. Some trolls have no technique and no code of ethics. I don’t consider myself a troll thought I know how to do it. I feel that I am considered a troll because of guild by association. I didn’t really get to know Blazejack until the troll exodus from Myspace. I was mainly associated with the Faps at that time though I don’t think that I could ever have been considered to be one of them. A social climbing Australian troll by the name of Lilu was hob knobbing with some of the major trolls and she was trying to bridge the gap between her lamer fap trolls and the L33t trolls on Myspace. She failed miserably, I think she was trying to set herself up as some kind of Mary Mother of Trolls or something. She has since been trolled off the internet.
When I made the transition from Myspace to Facebook I was immediately in the circles of all of the trolls. At this point I still had not met Brian, but everybody kept on confusing me with Brian. As I got more familiar with the newer group I found that everybody was always confusing Blazejack with me and vice verse. People that hated him hated me and people that hated me hated him. I get to know people pretty slowly but this piqued my interest, if everyone was confusing us with one another he must be a pretty swell guy.
In spite of his paranoid schizophrenia and other mood disorders I found him principled, and decent, one of the most interesting, fun loving, and consistent people on the internet. He didn’t harass people that didn’t attack him and even when he did he under reacted and they over reacted. Peoples reactions to him were histrionic. He trolled them by being himself and speaking his mind. He really was like me.
To say that we created a strategic alliance would be misleading, we did nothing of the sort, at least not verbally. Brian, like myself, knows himself very well, accurately even. I don’t become emotional, I don’t change the way I am in relationship with someone without communicating that the nature of the relationship has changed. I treat people the way they treat me. I don’t change my relationship with a person because of their relationship with someone else. I don’t conceal my intent, and I don’t misrepresent my intent to people that have remained consistent with me. I don’t need to do that in order to win, I have skills, intelligence, and technique. I have resources. Brian was much like myself.
People couldn’t drive a wedge between us because of the nature of our relationship which they couldn’t grasp. Our relationship was both strong and weak. It both existed and it didn’t exist. We couldn’t be played off one another because we weren’t social climbers. Our friendship continued to bemuse, baffle, perplex, and confound everybody. Even people that had known him for a long time. We just had no incentive to dislike one another and every incentive to keep one another as allies. We were also not thin-skinned pussies, we realized that words were words. He considered himself a Buddhist and I am a Shaivist mystic, there is a long standing tradition between the two disciplines, according t Heinrich Zimmer Buddhism is a sub sect of Shaivism.
He was also not a homo-phobe. I playfully trolled him with photoshops that had slight homo erotic themes. This further confused the opposition. They really weren’t smart enough to figure out how we were collectively fucking with their heads. I was experimenting with my psycholinguistic philosophical model and this concept of survival data and how every event and word gets interpreted. People who hated us seeing both of us getting along with one another and posting stuff that others would be concerned about posting if they were concerned with their public reputations had negative survival data for them. Brian and I don’t give a single fuck what morons think about us. That is what they couldn’t comprehend. Their judgments meant absolutely nothing to us. We weren’t going to chase our reputations and jump through the hoops of complete imbeciles.
Brian doesn’t hold grudges, with few exceptions, like if you are a complete idiot or you act like you are being friendly so that you can screw him over. Brian has his favorites, there was the one ex meth addict, what’s his name…Damnit! He is going to kill me. He is cool peeps. Everybody has their problems. He was more interested in being popular than Brian, a little less skilled and a little less principled, but he wasn’t a bad person. And their was Rain Stevens the Canadian Prostitute. She was probably more confused than anyone by the bizarre friendship between Brian and myself.
Sometimes I wonder if I have multiple personalities or if it is just that people have been so mentally compartmentalized by social norms that they have mental categories like garbage cans. One of the things I most respected about Brian was how concerned and protective he was of his friends, and how quick he was to come to their aid or say an encouraging word or take their side. He was never a moral coward. He wouldn’t stay quiet and allow an injustice to take place because it would effect his social status if he didn’t speak up.
Brian was always talking about the old gunslinger problem. Everybody wants to be the man to take down the legend, so people would attack you for no other reason than they might get lucky and increase their troll rating from unknown to THE MAN THAT TOOK DOWN CYBER GECKO.
I remember this closeted gay troll from Australia took a run at Blaze. He had this entourage of ultra unfunny, hyper defensive trolls from Australia that took absolutely no chances on giving out even the smallest portion of genuine info about themselves. Grampa Ivy was the only one with enough nuts to actually be slightly capable of relationship. He, of course, set about getting in the e-pants of all the good looking, young, male, apprentice trolls. Who didn’t have enough good taste to recognize the intent of that lecherous old hipster. It was lulzy, one day he posted a picture of himself on this scooter and then everybody started commenting on how gay it looked and then he started posting pix of motorcycles to try to butch it up a bit.
Brian loves dogs, and lizards and all manner of life. He gets exited when he gets a new lizard. For a while we trolled together as cyber gecko and saber chameleon, that was probably the most fun I had before the Facebook banhammer came down and fb predisposed itself to the manipulations of report fa9s.
Well I have two shoops left I want to post and no way really to qualify one so I am just going to throw it out there.
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- When Trolls don’t get their way (gadgetnibble.com)
- My Epic Victory Over Bryan Kemraj Shastri Carpen (trollfiles.wordpress.com)
- Don’t Feed the Trolls! How to Manage Negativity in Social Media (Infographic) (business2community.com)
- On WordPress Trolls (andykaufmanskavalkadekrew.wordpress.com)
- Web-Designer trolls – #1 (webdesignerarsenal.wordpress.com)