*Written up for people who have posted their own miserable experiences with message boards and the like. You’re not alone.
I’m always hearing about everyone else’s cyber dramas, to which the easiest reply is, “It’s just the internet. Don’t let it bother you.” Of course, I know better, being someone who is active at places where some of the most asinine people reside: Britney Spears sites.
One place was a bitch at first because I lurked in the comments and stood up for a few members who would post something legit and get insulted as though the most sarcastic attack won rights to the subject.
“Thank you for saying something on my behalf. It means a lot to me.”
“SHE IS NOT the DEN MOTHER!”
“But great_dame is right.”
“HEY! If you know what’s good for you, you’ll keep your fucking trap shut.”
For some reason, I had pictured fellow Britney fans… somewhat differently. No longer would I wonder why entries from new posters started off with apologies and requests for mercy.
What should have been an easy in-and-out job would not be so convenient; in order to download from the media threads at the largest Brit board out there, one has to register and post 200 times before receiving access. Rather than move on, I sucked it up and participated in current topics like “the clothes Britney buys for her Chihuahua, Bit-Bit” and “your thoughts on the 100th dance club mix of Slave”. There is a team constantly looking to report anyone whose answers seem too spontaneous or short, and anyone caught “spamming” with replies shorter than essay length are banned.
I bombed them, anyway.
Q:What Should Britney Name Her Next Album?
A: Sexy Sex. Submit reply. Next.
And with 199 more replies like that in a matter of hours, I had received the beginner’s one week suspension. It actually saved me a lot of time. Besides. Sexy Sex would bank on its title alone. If I screwed up again, they told me, I wouldn’t be allowed back. My login working again, I ran over to a cable connection and burned off the dozens of performances I’d sniffed out the week before. “Mother load”, I’d suspected. I’d been correct.
Now, I watch the different media threads (requests, administrator submissions, fan posts) and snag anything I don’t already have. If I come across something to share at the boards or LJ community, I upload it in hopes that others will continue to do the same. If a topic’s hot, I’ll throw in my thoughts, and this has become a daily stop on my internet route. Fun enough, right? Not always.
Unbelievable rumors get discussed on valley girl levels that are hard to leave alone. My inbox fills with dead beats who claim to have bootleg material, but refuse to send first despite my proof of over 100 positive feedbacks. Today I posted a mashup that went over well at britney_fans, to see some kid claiming to have made it, who didn’t, somewhere else. One little girl filtered a few-second sample file of a quality acapella track but refused to post the full because her number of views didn’t match the number of replies pleading for the whole track.
After thoroughly exposing these people as moronic (resulting in one absolute retreat, the fucking scammer), I sat back this evening and thought, “I should have distanced myself from the pink layout, gotten what I wanted and ignored all comments. They’re young people who don’t mean anything to me, joined together by their interest in a pop star, for Christ’s sake. I need to chill.”
I’ve told myself, next time.