(idjits and the ban hammer)

Another rambling-ish, ranting-ish (eep! Weaver expressing how he feels about something! is that even allowed?) blog post that I’m sharing now because someone expressed an interest:

I have decided that I am entirely done with attempting to explain to (usually younger) people who really don’t care nearly as much as they pretend to about topics that they could easily look up online and find out about for themselves, except, ‘I never use the internet,’ says the kid who is always busily typing away on his phone, playing internet games, reading Tweets, or checking his email… ‘Just tell me — I can’t figure out how to look it up myself with the three key words you told me would cause Google to present me with exactly the web page I need… and after you tell me, I want you to understand it for me, too. But don’t you ever imply that I might be lazy or have a short attention span, because I know you’re just saying that to make me feel bad because you’re sooooo jealous of the way I wore Viking leg wraps over my chinos when it was kinda cold as I was walking over to the stadium to watch the football game…’

Um… sorry. Some of that toward the end may have been a bit too blatantly taken from real life. Doesn’t make the generalization any less valid, though.

‘I don’t know what this term means, you should explain it to me and provide me with at least three different links to definitions and explanations, even though I won’t look at any of those because I’m too busy watching YouTube videos, but if you don’t provide those links, you’re trying to oppress me and tell me that I’m stupid.’ Kid, I don’t call anyone stupid for not knowing something they’ve had no real chance to learn. Stupid is having the chance and the ability to learn it, and then choosing not to, even though you can clearly see a benefit to be had from knowing it. Stupid is expecting other people to ‘understand it for you’ and then not even taking what they say seriously because you’re sooooooo certain you know better than they do about literally everything, including the thing you asked them for help with.

Yes, dammit, I know it’s considered “ageist” to say — or even think — that I see this attitude somewhat more often in people under the age of thirty or so. I know it’s considered  “ageist” to say that, no, not everyone back when I was a twentysomething acted this way. When I was that age, and I saw some of my age-mates acting this way, I just wondered what was wrong with them. (I had not yet learned that I was the one with “something wrong” in how I think, and to this day, I still persist in thinking, most of the time, that grown-ups should take some responsibility for their own information gathering/skill acquisition. You can read or otherwise understand language, and you have access to either a library or the internet? Then you have what you need to learn stuff. Go forth and learn.) Also, anyone who uses, ‘You did the exact same thing when you were that age, I know you did because everyone is alike!’ is not welcome even as a reader of my blog. And as always, comments from intentional idjits/trolls will not be permitted to show up. Y’know how some bloggers have a “ban hammer”? Well, this is what mine looks like:

‘Nuff said.

(That photo is very much like the actual war hammer my clone keeps in the library. Why does he keep a war hammer in the library? you may ask… It’s because that’s where the shelves are, and besides, it goes well with the helmets. Someday I may post a photo of Floofycat lounging atop the war hammer, Viking Kittens-style*, ’cause she’s adorable.)

This post was probably typed up last autumn, since it’s my response to 1) problems I was having with people online, and 2) problems my clone-sibling was having with people in “real life” (specifically, certain members of the local chapter of the Society for Creative Anachronism). Sorry there’s no music with the Viking Kittens video anymore, but as someone pointed out, you can listen to Led Zeppelin’s “Immigrant Song” while watching the silent video of the kittens and still get something of the effect of the original.



About Thomas Weaver

For several years, I’ve been putting my uncanny knack for grammar and punctuation, along with an eclectic mental collection of facts, to good use as a Wielder of the Red Pen of Doom (editor). I'm physically disabled, and I currently live with my smugly good-looking twin Paul, who writes military science fiction and refuses to talk about his military service because he can’t. Sometimes Paul and I collaborate on stories, and sometimes I just edit whatever he writes. It's worked out rather well so far. My list of non-writing-related jobs from the past includes librarian, art model, high school teacher, science lab gofer… Although I have no spouse or offspring to tell you about, I do have eight cats. I currently spend my time blogging, reading, editing, and fending off cats who like my desk better than my twin’s.
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2 Responses to (idjits and the ban hammer)

  1. Well, they’re right, the kitty-vikings are our overlords.

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  2. Sorry about this.

    On a side note, there is hope. My 7yo asks me questions all the time, many I can’t answer. Her response is always, “We can Google that.”

    And we do. (Side note: she’s not yet allowed on the internet without mom or dad sitting with her)

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