Some of you may have breathed a sigh of relief when you realized that you had entered a relatively feline-free zone. "Finally," you said. "She's going to talk about something that doesn't meow." Others may have been concerned. (I've heard from the concerned contingent, not from the relieved, but I have no trouble with the idea that both sides exist. Honestly, I don't demand that anyone be interested in everything I have to say, and that includes my cats, machete collection, horror movies, the X-Men, and candy corn.) Even more of you may well have been confused, given how focal cats have traditionally been around here. But I haven't been blogging about my cats.
John Scalzi has just made a lengthy post about the shit female bloggers get that he doesn't get. Go and read it. I'll be honest: after more than a decade on the internet, I find his experiences to be pretty spot-on. I make a controversial comment, I get death threats, comments about my weight, accusations of bitchiness, comments about my weight, offers to "fuck the stupid" out of me, comments about my weight, insults, comments about my weight, and, best of all, people swearing up, down, and sideways that I deserve whatever I get. It's been a few years since I've had a really bad troll problem, but when I had one, it was...
It was bad. It was "Kate monitored my journal and deleted comments before I could see them" bad, with a side order of feeling sick every time I considered getting online. I didn't sleep, I didn't eat, and I was scared all the time. It's invasive, and it's scary. Cracks about my weight aside, I'm not that big, and if someone wanted to fuck me up, they could. Easily. (Is this a motivator for my large and oft-discussed machete collection? Possible! Anybody comes to my house with the intent of doing me a mischief in the woods, they will not be thrilled by the results.)
And I haven't been blogging about my cats recently.
I'll be honest: I understand people being dicks for the sake of being dicks. We're all a little mean when we've had a bad day. My mother used to snap at me, even though she loved me. Sometimes I pick fights with my friends, or snarl at my co-workers. Human nature sometimes trends toward asshole, and no matter how hard we work to control it, it's going to happen. What I don't understand is why being a dick towards a woman on the internet so often turns into a) threats of violence, b) sexual insults, c) threats of sexual violence, or d) comments about perceived attractiveness/weight. Or violence toward the things that woman loves.
I haven't been blogging about my cats recently, because someone has been sending me email, from dummy accounts, threatening to kill my cats. In graphic detail. They know what my cats look like, thanks to the amount of blogging I have done in the past, and they've been able to get really, really specific in what they're going to do. Why? Because I got my cats from a breeder, and not from a shelter, and that means I need to suffer in order to understand the suffering of the cats waiting for adoption. "Bitch," "cunt," and "whore" feature heavily in these emails, which is always a nice seasoning for my rage and terror stew. It's all very gender-specific.
And they're threatening to kill my cats.
So no, I'm not going to talk about them right now; not until this email stops, not until the trolls find something else to chew on. And yes, I realize that making this post may reawaken some of my old trolls (and oh, Great Pumpkin, I hate it so much that I even have to take that into consideration), so I'm going to be watching comments carefully. Anything insulting will be deleted. Anything malicious will result in an immediate banning. I mean that. I am not going to let that shit stand.
We need to stop acting this way toward one another. We need to remember that there are humans on the other side of all those keyboards. We need to be decent human beings, because otherwise, everything is going to fall apart.
And none of this changes the fact that if the fucker who's been telling me what he's going to do to my babies comes anywhere near them, I will probably be going to prison for assault.
Some days I hate being a girl.
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September 1 2011, 15:03:08 UTC 5 years ago
September 1 2011, 15:26:36 UTC 5 years ago
I don't even.
What the fuck.
I hate people.
Dont worry...
September 1 2011, 16:21:59 UTC 5 years ago
Love
Shawn
"I meant," said Ipslore bitterly, "what is there in this world that truly makes living worthwhile?"
Death thought about it.
"Cats," he said eventually. "Cats are nice."
Terry Pratchett, ~Sourcery
September 1 2011, 16:44:55 UTC 5 years ago
September 1 2011, 17:16:35 UTC 5 years ago
Since you have cats, a lot of the bells and whistles on offer won't work - motion sensors? oh please no.
But they can monitor the entire perimeter, doors and windows, to prevent entry.
We did this when we moved into a Southside Berkeley house of many windows, after being burgled twice other places.
It is very comforting - you can know coming home that no one has been there, and you can set it when you're at home to chime if a door or window is moved.
They will walk through with you to figure out what is needed, and you only set up what you think is needed.
I really, really like having it - makes me worry less about random house-settling noises in the middle of the night.
September 1 2011, 20:03:43 UTC 5 years ago
Thank you for *not* allowing this person to control you and for spitting in the eye of fear.
I'm sorry this person is so threatened by your awesomeness, they feel the need to threaten something so dear to you.
I hate bullies. And I'm sorry you and your kitties are the targets this time. :(
I wondered why I hadn't seen any updates about them lately.
I'm glad to hear, though, that while you're understandably shaken, you're not letting the bastard grind you down.
Keep on, Keeping on. And I hope that through some IP and header wrangling, you can track this person down and sic the law on them!
September 1 2011, 20:42:31 UTC 5 years ago
Having basic manners and etiquette is critical to getting on in life – and with troll types they just can’t seem to get on with life let alone themselves.
Best wishes and kind regards
September 1 2011, 20:44:49 UTC 5 years ago
September 2 2011, 14:24:56 UTC 5 years ago
You have done nothing wrong. You know this. Know that we know it too.
Your cats have certainly done nothing wrong.
Threatening people is not cool. Threatening their pets is not cool.
People who actually care about shelter animals are the ones adopting them and the ones helping out in the shelters and the ones donating to the shelters -- you know, the ones being part of the solution, not the ones being assholes.
Kitty cat parties are cool. Assholes are not.
Please let us know if there's something we can do in addition to trying to say supportive things.
September 2 2011, 14:52:24 UTC 5 years ago
I've been on the receiving end of death threats, puppet accounts, photoshops and other online harassment. I hope that emails stop, or better, that the person gets caught and held accountable.
September 2 2011, 14:53:37 UTC 5 years ago
I don't know how much it will help, but there are ways to block dummy email accounts: http://www.block-disposable-email.com/
There are also ways to track the IP address from where the server is located. There aren't huge success rates for things like that, as people use libraries and cafes, but if you do manage to track the person down, that's a suit for harassment, and probably assault as well.
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September 2 2011, 18:19:05 UTC 5 years ago
I only just read about another female blogger receiving death threats for her work online ( http://ittybiz.com/death-threats-on
It's really really upsetting, and I just wish I could do more to help. :/
My only useful suggestion is if you, or someone you know, has the tech savvy to try to track them down and get them arrested. I won't suggest maiming, even though that feels justified.
September 2 2011, 18:31:35 UTC 5 years ago
I am furious.
Firstly because I am an animal person, and the idea of someone imagining in graphic detail how they would kill ANY animal makes me sick.
And secondly, because it's you.
See, because I've been following you since before your first book deal, because you're a "friend of a friend", because you are so obviously a child of fandom like me, you occupy a very special place among the various authors/artists I admire. You're "Ours". In a way that leaves you your own person, but makes me even more protective and concerned about you in tough times than I would be over any other author/artist. I hope that doesn't sound weird/creepy/etc, it's just... Though we're not friends, I feel a closer connection to you, because I know you understand me in the way that all of us fandom kids understand each other.
So, the idea of someone threatening you or your loved ones makes me see fucking red. I'd be pissed anyway, but now I'm furious.
It is not cool. If you got arrested for assault, I would be contributing all my spare money to your legal defense. And coming to California to picket for your release and the arrest of the bastard who tried to hurt your babies.
I wish I wish I wish I could make them go away, or give you a hug, or in some way make this better. But since I can't, I'll settle for letting you know that I am furious and frightened and sick to my stomach with you. Not as much as you, because I know there's no way I can be as scared over these threats as you are, since they're your babies, but I am.
If anyone lays a finger on them, know that the internet will rise up to help you pound their head in. Because we will.
You're our Halloween Princess. And we will be your Candy Corn Army if you need us to be.
September 2 2011, 19:50:21 UTC 5 years ago
I have 2 cats, my roomie has 2 cats. The idea of someone threatening them because they didn't "approve" of how or where we got them makes me furious. I don't care if you got your cats from a breeder, a shelter, a rescuer, or a feral had them in your garage (like two of ours were born.)
The cat doesn't chose where to be born. Their person choses to love them, and that's what counts.
That some douchebag would chose to threaten them and throw misogynistic crap your way just further degrades my opinion of the human race. The net is full of people harming pets to hurt people, and getting off with a slap on the wrist, except when people howl (remember the guy with the bichon frise on the freeway?)
You have friends and even acquaintances who support you, especially against this kind of garbage.
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September 3 2011, 04:06:13 UTC 5 years ago
I've had to deal with a lot of online shit myself. I decided to get rid a lot of my web presence that I could control, stop blogging about controversial things. Unfortunately, I even pretty much stopped writing.
Except about my dogs. Because hey, that's not controversial, right? It felt safe.
Now I see it's not. How stupid of me to think any of us are, because the crazy people who spread hate out there will always find some reason to come after people.
So there is nothing I can say that hasn't already been said here: I'm angry, I'm disgusted. But I will stay say I'm sorry you've had to deal with this shit. And what kind of asshole goes after someone who has given so much pleasure to the world with their writing.
It doesn't help on a practical level, but you know there are a whole lot of us out that there that love your work and your writing (in any form!) and we support you. And your cats.
Stay strong, stay safe. These "people" are despicable.
September 3 2011, 06:51:48 UTC 5 years ago
Some people give humanity -- heck all sentient life -- a bad name.
I'm so sorry this is happening to you, and join with everyone else in hoping it stops immediately ... preferably, with a conviction.
September 3 2011, 13:35:40 UTC 5 years ago
Seriously, what the fuck.
::Hugs::
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If you ever need an alibi, all you have to do is ask.
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