Hello Monday. I see you survived your weekend. Good for you.
I'd like to focus on some recent interwebz knuckle-knobbery. I'm going to leave out names and links and all that stuff (oh my) because it's already been posted elsewhere... I just want to comment on the insanity. I don't have a role in any of this. I haven't been targeted. I'm just an observer at the side of the road staring at the wreckage of this train derail.
There's a brouhaha brewing at Goodreads. Far more eloquent and erudite folks than I have blogged on the incidents, but this smoking monkey just had to add my two cents.
For those of you who are in the dark, Goodreads is a website dedicated to books and book reviews.
Authors and readers of all stripes gather there and share their mutual love of the written word (both digital and print). It's a pretty cool site that has been inundated with loopty loops.
Oi. Start up the crazy mobile because some of the folks on the web need a ride.
There have been all encompassing swoops of egos where a certain author took it upon herself to "edit" a steampunk book list and wipe out hundreds of reviews going back years.
From what I understand, her reasoning as the 'self-appointed authority on all things steampunk' was that the authors and books she removed from the list were not accurate representations of steampunk.
Ummmm...she deleted a book by K.W. Jeter who coined the phrase in his 1987 novel Infernal Devices.
This created a whole lot of gnashing and frothing. First of all, she really shouldn't have taken it upon herself to make a sweep of that list. Naughty naughty, bad form. Secondly, she did it because she could. From what I understand it was a case of absolute power that corrupted absolutely.
Now on to the second batch of wackbaggery at Goodreads. An author over there decided she was going to throw a tantrum about a bad review. She claimed she was being "bullied" by reviewers on the site so in turn began a bullying campaign to right her wrongs, even the playing field, blah, blah, blah and so forth and so on and more douchebaggery prose. She lost her nut and went on a savage campaign against some pretty upstanding and ethical folks who review books at Goodreads. She created sockpuppets -- no, not cute button-eyed childrens' playthings, but anonymous and fake accounts where she could post vitriol and defense of her own books.
Oooh, those meanies! How dare they write a detailed and not sunshine-and-puppies-and-rainbows-and-icecream-cones-with-sprinkles review!!! How dare they not blow smoke up my hoo-hoo like friends and family???!!!! How dare they say what they REALLY thought of my books!!!!
She even started a website, anonymously like a coward, where she posted private information about these reviewers -- their names, addresses, etc. and whatnot. She has since claimed that info was never there...but the beauty of google cache and screenshots removed any doubts. Some of the folks associated with that site even called the targeted people at home AND THREATENED THEM. WTF? This twatwaffle's story was picked up by HuffPo when she posted an opinion piece on their site. Oh the drama llama.
SNAP OUT OF IT
As I said before I won't post names or links, but if you are interested in reading the sordid drama first hand just google Goodreads Bullies (but if you go to the evil site you give her power). Read all of the facts. Not just her handpicked snippets which have been quoted and represented as truth by places like HuffPo or her sockpuppeteers.
Absolutewrite.com has quite a bit on the subject right now as does Goodreads.
Personally I find it all rather sad. And I think someone needs a happy pill. Or perhaps a copy of this:
nananananananananaI can't hear younananananana
So, what color is the sky in your world? Is up really down and backwards really forwards where you live? Do you expect a cookie after this tantrum?
I have two children, and that shite don't fly, no matter how far it's flung, with me. You've outed yourself as an author of books I will never read.
UH-OH. Did I just make myself a target? Cackle™
Yup. That's random and about as much as I care. Troubles are like bubbles, and like bubbles they'll float away. Or pop in your eye and burn...or get in your mouth and give you a runn----- sorry. Got lost on a tangent.
Now to interwebs wackjob 3. Again on Goodreads. Attention whore alert. Attention whore alert...
ATTENTION WHORE ALERT!
Sorry random dude whose pic on the internet I used to make a point.
There's another bundle of jumble over at goodreads who likes "just legal" 18 year old female teen bloggers. Let's take a moment for a collective EEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWW and a good hand washing. Apparently this was not reciprocated by said "just legal" 18 year old female teen bloggers. The dude is in his 40's, needs some serious tutelage in reading and writing comprehension, and perhaps someone with a sedative to catch him in a happy jacket. He had a very public meltdown over his book "NOT" being reviewed by a blogger and then went on a rampage, targeting lots of folks who were already being stalked by the bullying "anti-bully" sack of unbalance I mentioned before.
Goodreads needs to do a bit of maintenance. They say they have 9 million members...whoa...that's a lot of posts to wrangle. But perhaps they need an overhaul in their monitoring department. Seems that lately the lunatics have had the run of the asylum. Goodreads is a great place for book lovers. And apparently also drama llamas.
On a side note, I just learned that term today. I love it!!!!
It must be the end times. The schizos everywhere are on a ramp-up. Joy. So there it is then.
Here's a picture of me hugging a puupy.
Your turn. I wanna see a bunch of pictures of sockpuppets with funny captions.
And remember this: DON'T BE AN ASSHOLE. I'm going to start a religion with that one and only commandment from on high.
Preach it, monkeh. Don't be an asshole.
ETA: And whatever you do...don't engage the crazies. And if you are crazy...um, take your meds and don't engage in flame wars. Be sure and print out a copy of that butt hurt form. Keep it in your tin foil-lined backpack, computer bag, lunch sack, whatever, and fill it out when you need it.
See? There ya go. A new book project -- A collection of crayon etched butt hurt forms.
My gift to you.