Friday, June 14, 2013

Whom to hate this week

I have been waiting months for a
reason to use a picture of this cat! 
Like everything else, because of the internet, hatred is different now. At least in terms of how we deal with it as a group activity. It used to be that something would exist or happen that would directly impact a large group of people in a negative manner. These people would develop a natural, organic hatred for this thing and form a connection with others who were affected under similar circumstances. As a result, a network of hatred would be created from these connections and that network would become so powerful that it would begin to influence those who had a much less direct connection to the thing. This process could take place for years before any serious mass hatred really started to boil up.

Sorry, Poland. We didn't have the internet back then.
 Not anymore, thanks to the internet!
Now, we find out about something we don't like and we all - ALL of us - just start hating it, for about a week, as one big collective with no (or at least very little) actual personal stake in the matter. Just an instant, gigantic blob of seething outrage spewing vitriol from the darkest part of our souls for something we didn't know existed before we clicked on it.

Here's a very brief rundown of whom we have been hating lately:
It doesn't go back further than that because while I'm sure there was somebody or something that caused us all to be consumed in rage, that was weeks ago and who has time to care about whatever it was now? Sure, a lot of this is stupid and arbitrary (Honestly, what are the odds that even 1% of the people upset at Amy's Baking Company would ever actually find themselves in Phoenix for any reason, let alone end up eating at that restaurant? Do you know how many restaurants between Phoenix and where you live are owned and/or managed by psychos? Hundreds, if not thousands!) but this is the way we do things now: If you do something wrong, the entire internet will find out about it and instantly despise you for a few days. Maybe.
I say "maybe" because there's a lot of stuff going on out there and things can slip through the cracks. With that in mind, I'd like to suggest a candidate who truly deserves an entire internet's worth of hatred: Taylor Chapman.
This is internet hatred, which means
 anything goes, so your
bangs are stupid too, Taylor
Taylor Chapman is a woman in south Florida who made this video and doesn't know the difference between an obscenely inflated sense of self-entitlement and justified righteous indignation.
In case it isn't clear, this is all a result of her not receiving a receipt for donuts purchased during a previous visit. I feel bad for the DD employees as well as the poor bastard standing there who just wants some donuts and doing his best not to be a part of her assholery, not to mention all the innocent people with the not-unusual name of "Taylor Chapman" who will probably find themselves at the end of some unfortunate rage-fueled Google searches. At any rate, she truly deserves all the scorn and derision that can be heaped upon her, if for no other reason than her attempt to equate her reprehensible, racist tirade to retribution for 9/11.

If this is a front for Al-Qaeda, then I guess I support terrorists.
For more background on this upright-walking turd, here's a link to the story from The Smoking Gun's Buster section.
One of the last thing she says before the video ends is that she hopes it gets a million hits. Oh, me too, Taylor. Me too!

1 comment:

Jeff Hickmott said...

“I bought a doughnut and they gave me a receipt for the doughnut. I don't need a receipt for the doughnut. I'll just give you money and you give me the doughnut. End of transaction. We don't need to bring ink and paper into this. I can't imagine a scenario in which I would need to prove that I bought a doughnut. Some skeptical friend? 'Don’t even act like I didn't buy a doughnut, I've got the documentation right here. Oh wait, it's back home in the file... under 'D', for 'doughnut'...”

― Mitch Hedberg