Trigger warning, and other notes: I do
mention rape in here, though I don't get at all graphic. Same with
domestic abuse. As for other notes, this is going to be a long one,
folks. Partly because it is NaNoWriMo, and I need to make up the
words I missed yesterday. But mostly because tonight?
I have a lot to say.
I logged on to my Twitter account this
morning, to find that I'd been given a 12 hour slap on the wrist by
everyone's favorite moderators. Meh, whatever, it's not the first
time I've been slapped with a timeout on a social media platform, and
half a day really isn't going to bother me that much. But it got me
thinking about what I do – which is basically try to correct the
lies and distortions and exaggerations and half-truths that certain
people try to pass off as facts. And it also got me thinking about
what those people do, and why, and what makes them so prone to going
into a full-on attack mode when they're called out.
I mean, I dunno... when I'm wrong, and I
have been, believe me, my reaction tends to be to acknowledge that I
screwed up, apologize, and move on, incorporating the new information
into whatever subject I'm discussing. I've never once turned around
and said, for example, “Why, he's right! The Berlin Wall surrounded
West Berlin, not the other way around as I always thought! I will now
double down, call him an idiot, tell him he's so ugly a sea bass
would run the other way before engaging in any kind of relations, and
I'm going to report every comment he's made on his own page for the
last two months, hoping that at least one of them will trigger a
ban!”
I've spent years doing this now –
nearly a decade, online at least. More if you count the time I spent
in face-to-face discussions before the internet came into my life,
but fortunately, those conversations usually
stay a bit more civil. There are exceptions, as any woman who's ever
gone to a Planned Parenthood could attest to, but as a rule, there
are expectations in those kinds of interactions that are entirely
absent online.
For
some.
As to
why I do what I do, it's fairly simple – there are consequences to
the misinformation and outright lies they spread, and some of those
consequences can harm, or kill, other people.
When
you've been told, over and over, that anyone who has anything other
than heterosexual sex is a pervert, and that all
perverts are chomping at the bit to grab the first child they see,
lock it up, and turn it into a sex slave – and no one in your life
has ever turned around and told you that that is utter bunk, that
there is not one
recorded instance of a trans woman sexually assaulting a child in a
bathroom – it's very easy to see a trans woman, instantly register
her as a danger to your child, and physically assault her, possibly
even to the point of killing her. After all, she's a monster, not
like a regular person.
When
you've been told that women routinely lie about being raped – for
attention, for money, for “fame”, to get revenge on someone who
scorned her – it's easy to tell yourself that the sobbing wreck in
front of you is making it all up, trying to get you to feel sorry for
her, and turn your back on her. And now you have a trauma victim who
isn't being helped – has, in fact, been damaged even more by your
refusal to believe her – and
whoever hurt her is free to go on and hurt the next woman who gets
within their reach.
So
my quest is to get out there and tell them that what they've been
told was wrong. To point them in the direction of the resources that
prove
that their fears are groundless. Show them the stats that prove that
trans women are far more likely to be the victims of assault than to
perpetrate one. Point out that false reports of rape are no higher
than false reports of other crimes. And elaborate on those, explain
to them that letting trans women into the bathroom won't lead to a
rise in sexual assaults – and that what they propose has the result
of forcing trans men into the women's bathrooms, which would be a
disaster of epic
proportions – and the ones facing assault are those men trying to go into the wrong bathroom. That
women know they are so likely to face, not support, but censure,
if they dare tell anyone they were raped, that the net result is to
prevent the majority of rapes from being reported at
all.
There
are plenty of zealots on both sides, for the record, I am aware of
that. Anti-vaxxers are a particular annoyance to me (Sorry, Nic, you
know I love you, lol), I'm not fond of those who feed obligate
carnivores a vegan diet because they won't acknowledge biology. There
are
people out there who want all guns banished from the earth, there are
those who do
want open borders. But for the sake of brevity, I'm focusing on the
issues I know best. This applies, okay? Just insert your personal
red-line issue in where my description starts. Also, to be fair, one
of those above describes me, and no, you will never know which one it
is.
I'm
aware that I can be crazy, too. Difference is, I'm still sane enough
to be sure to keep it hidden. From the public, at least.
The
majority of the time, it doesn't work. There are exceptions, of
course – I've seen people finally hear something that makes sense
to them, and have gone on to learn more. It's hit or miss, and to be
honest, I do it more for the ones who will read through the arguments
without commenting, hoping that they might find some information that
helps them separate the facts from the lies.
But
the ones that fascinate me, the ones that have been on my mind, are
the ones who absolutely can't
be reached. The ones that will look directly at evidence in front of
their faces, facts that all point in the same direction – and
baldly state that they're still right.
I've
gone rounds
with these people, believe me. I have, at this point, seen every last
tactic pulled out in an argument at least
ten
times. They say you said “X”, you show them screenshots to prove
otherwise, they shift to another attack on a different front, and two
responses later, they're accusing you of saying it again.
They'll
take your Scenario A, and turn it into Scenario “The Rest of the
Alphabet” – think, “Gay marriage will lead to legal pedophilia
and beastiality!”
There are those who will see
Scenario A, and then tell you that you
are asking for the rest of the alphabet. Think, the ones who insist
that Hilary wants legal elective abortions up until the day of birth.
Hell, I've been told my ultimate goal is to make it legal to kill
newborns up to one year. And yes, he was serious.
And
there we get to the deluded, versus the ones that tell outright lies.
The man above was simply insane. Some of these people though – they
know
what they're saying isn't true. They deliberately make things up in
order to make it appear as though they have an argument.
There
are the ones who insist legal abortions kill more women a year than
die in childbirth. It's so wrong as to be laughable – about a
thousand women die every year in the US due to pregnancy and
childbirth, about 11 from legal abortion. It's literally safer than a
colonoscopy. Their own propaganda site states that number. This isn't
even something their handlers tell
them to say.
But
they do anyway. They exaggerate the truth far past the point of
rationality, in an effort to pretend that their concern is only for
the “safety” of women. They only want to manipulate others... and
sometimes even themselves... into believing that they have an
acceptable reason
to do exactly what they wanted to do from the very start.
And
those are the ones that wind up going over the line. One of those was
responsible for my pathetic little wrist-slap this morning. She
simply couldn't deal with the fact that a group of us would not let
her homophobic bigotry and lies stand, and kept coming back and calling her out.
We didn't cave when she called us ugly, and we didn't get angry. We
kept coming back. And eventually, she started stalking pages, leaving
comments, and finally, actually checked to see the people who had
liked
our responses, and started visiting the pages of people who had never
said a word
to her... and harassing them, as well.
And
when I logged in this morning to the punishment page? The first thing
to cross my mind was my ex. Because all that stuff above, all the
behaviors I described – I've lived with that kind of a world around
me for most of my life.
The
constant accusations of lying, even when you have proof, hell, even
if you have witnesses.
Telling you that you said X, even though you never said anything of
the kind. Because if you can keep someone on the defensive, you make
sure that they can't attack you – and as long as the accusation
stands, insist that you're in the right.
The
lashing out at anyone you're close to – friends, co-workers, your
family. Hoping that they can keep you from reaching out, keep you
from accessing help, or resources, or even simple human support.
Because it keeps you trapped, and it keeps you from seeing the mirage
they've built to convince you all of this is perfectly normal. And
even if that doesn't work, they know that hurting them will hurt you.
That you'll feel guilty. See the above paragraph. We're back there
again, keep them on the defensive.
And
then, finally, the slap-down. The, “you were so meeeeeaaaan,
you hurt my feelings and made
me have to punish you!” stage. And
it's always
what you did was so incredibly wrong, they have no choice but to
punish you. It's always
your fault. And they've spent the entire preceding interaction time
making sure that you know that you
are the one on trial here, that you are the bad person.
Fortunately, the worst thing they can do to me online is shut me up for a little while – and let's all be grownups here, we all know that those of us who have to deal with these people usually have at least one ghost account in their pocket. I had a little fun today, if not for long. Point is, their worst punishment is far better than what I used to face. I'll take a troll over an abuser any day of the week.
But
I still find them fascinating. That the behavior is so close to
identical, with the same ends in mind, to dominate and terrify
someone not strong enough to face the punishment they'll get if they
don't give in, shut up, do as they're told. And it fascinates me that
so many people out there – men, women, online fakers, everyone –
so easily slip into this description, and use these tactics.
They
say when you buy a blue car, you see blue cars everywhere you go. And
I definitely bought the blue car. I will freely acknowledge that. So
I am truly hoping that what I'm seeing isn't really what it seems
like, that I'm just... seeing blue cars.
But
the truth is, I'm really afraid that it's not. Because the closer I
look, the more obvious it seems to be. And there are just so... many.
Sometimes, it seems pointless to even try.
Still
not giving up, though. Because I learned something over the last year
and a half. The only way to beat someone like that is to stand up,
say that you've had enough, and back
it up.
In
the case of my ex, that meant finally doing the one thing I was
absolutely forbidden to do – leave him. Online, it's going to be
coming back. And coming back. And coming back. If no one stands up to
them, they just keep doing whatever they want. It's time to back it
up.
Because,
like I said – they can't hurt me. The only weapons they have are
words. I know what it's like to bleed. I'm not afraid of a few hurt
feelings.
I
warned you it was going to be long. If you made it this far, thank
you... I really, truly mean that. I'm sorry, it's just been a tough
few – lifetimes, heh – and I really needed to unload. Again,
thank you for letting me do that.
Now
GO TO BED! big
grins