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Random outbreak of sentimentality

I found out today that someone I vaguely knew on a messageboard - and had vaguely known for years - had died unexpectedly at the age of 50. Which was sad.

Then I got into an argument with some idiot who thought that because we'd never met the guy and didn't know his real name, we didn't have the right to be sad, or to mourn. The thing is, he really didn't seem to understand that it's possible to care about someone you hadn't met in the flesh, or even someone you hadn't interacted that much with, but who was always around, part of the background texture of your life. He thinks that you can't connect emotionally in any way with just someone's words, and seems to find it weird that you'd even think of people online as real people, or think of them at all when you're offline.

Screw him. He's wrong. But he's inspired me to let you guys know that I think about all of you, and care about all of you, even if we don't interact that much. Hell, even if I read you but you don't read me. If I see a depressed or out of character post, or you disappear unexpectedly, I'll notice and I'll care, even if I never say anything. (I should comment more, I just never know what to say when things are bad.) And when things are going well for you, it makes me happy too.

Er, yeah. Sorry about that. Normal service will be resumed shortly.

..Now, in fact. Anyone who's read posts about Steven Moffat's takeover of the top Who job should read loveandgarbage's PSA on the subject and subsequently accept my profound apologies.



May. 24th, 2008 01:30 am (UTC)
I don't frequent many forums with a lot of older people on them, which I guess is why it hasn't happened as often to me. It has happened once or twice before, I think, but not a lot.

Ever since I was a kid I've made social networking graphs, although it's only just occurred to me to call them that. But I'd sit and draw out on huge bits of paper how everyone I knew was connected. And I can specify a couple of pivotal meetings which changed the course of my whole social life. In fact one of them was meeting an ex-boyfriend (in a computer lab, naturally); almost all my friends now can be traced back to people I met through him, although I'm not in touch with him at all now.

I'm not sure if I like the idea of leaving so much of a presence behind in the virtual world - I think I do, but it's also a bit disturbing. And yeah, I do have a bit of the "Those would have been TERRIBLE last words" fear myself, heh.


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