Just An Observation

Jerry's camera is in the shop this week, so I've got nothing for you today other than an observation I made a couple of days ago while I was at home sick with nothing to do other than surf the web and watch an unhealthy number of episodes of Downton Abbey.

I would like to begin this post with a few disclaimers:
  1. The opinions expressed here are just that: my opinions. It doesn't necessarily make them true.
  2. I'm aware of the shit storm that will possibly come my way by posting my opinions, but I am so stupid I'm posting them anyway.
  3. Did I mention I'm stupid?

Partypants Parties All the Way to the Bank?


"Everything is funny as long as it's happening to someone else." - Will Rogers

As I've said before on a number of occasions, I frequent the website Get Off My Internets (GOMI) on a regular basis. For those of you who don't know about this website, it posts articles usually snarking on bloggers. In turn, the readers, more often than not, rip the bloggers apart in the comments and forums. I didn't know about the existence of this website myself until they did an article on me a little over a year ago making fun of my poses in photos. I had absolutely no problem with them making fun of my poses. I mean, looking back those were some pretty jacked up poses. However, I did have a problem with the very personal attacks on my character and appearance over at GOMI and even on my own blog. Still, I was intrigued by this oftentimes very witty group of women, so I became a reader and put in my two cents from time to time. I should also mention that I put a link to my blog on my commenter user name because it was an option when making a comment, and I wasn't "scurred" to let people know who I was. Anyway, everything was all fine and dandy as long as I was in agreement with the GOMI community. The Anthroholic scandal came out, and I commented that the humor in the title "Anthroholic Issues an Anthropologie" was not lost on me. Everyone thought I was pretty cool for taking things so well, even their fearless leader who goes by the name of Partypants. Opinions of me changed pretty quickly, though, when I did not agree with the GOMI girls on a post. I was called all sorts of nasty names and then told I was an attention whore who was only commenting to get pageviews on my own blog. I took the link to my blog off and tried to comment a few times after this, but I was only met with more name calling and cute little gifs that said things like "You must not go here." and "No1curr." Realizing what I was dealing with, I stopped commenting, but I have continued to read articles on the website on a weekly basis. Jerry thinks I'm crazy for going there at all, and he's probably right, but I'm human, I do have a sense of humor, and as much as I hate to admit it, I find some of the things they talk about really funny (dead cat lady, anybody?). With that said, I don't agree with the majority of what they talk about over there, especially on the rare occasion when their venom is spewed my way, but I put on my big girl panties, take what enjoyment I can from the site, and leave the rest.

I was reading GOMI a couple of days ago, just like I've been doing for over a year now, and was struck by a series of what I perceived to be convenient coincidences. The most recent article on the site was written by the website administrator, Partypants, and was titled "Dooce Heating Crisis Sparks Rumors of Money Trouble." The article quoted a recent Dooce post where she was venting about the fact that it was colder than normal in her neck of the woods and that it was really putting a damper on her efforts to minimize her heating bill. Seems like a pretty innocent post to me and one that most of us can relate to this time of year. Even PP herself concluded, "it could be as simple as Dooce trying to minimize the wastefulness of heating the unused rooms in her mansion." Yes, in reality, it really could be, and probably is, that simple, but this is GOMI were talking about, not reality. Simple is never the answer on GOMI, because simple doesn't make for good material to rip another human being apart. Instead the majority of commenters decided to go with the other explanation PP provided: "one has to wonder if this is a sign that the Dooce media empire is winding down." Cue the Snarky McSnarkersons and clever gifs, because nothing is more entertaining than reveling in another person's potential downfall.

So far, this was shaping up to be a pretty typical GOMI post until PP felt the need to comment that up until recently she didn't have heat:
"Sandy blew out my bedroom windows, like out of the frames. They no longer stay in the frame and fall open multiple times during the day and night for no reason, and my bathroom window blew loose and the top window keeps dropping open. Not trying to be all ermagerdtragoedee, I’m sharing this information in order to say I am STILL better off than a LOT of people, and also, layers blankets socks. You just make fucking do because that’s what you HAVE to do when you are alive and human and trying to remain that way. It’s warming up to in the 40s now and that shit feels like a heat wave after the last two weeks. I feel incredibly lucky and am not at all inclined to make some big blog post about how I am getting by with a space heater and electric blanket and omgyallomg I don’t have heat."
Ok, fine, cry me a river, but then she comments again in the same thread about how she is terribly sorry for all the performance problems on the website recently but she is waiting for her next paycheck to come in so she can do a "server upgrade":
"Hey just a head’s up – my paycheck should come through in the next couple of days and I’ll do the server upgrade. Sorry for all the database errors and slow loading in the meantime, hams. I know it’s really annoying, please just ride it out a couple more days and I’ll be able to double the server again. Again, I am SO sorry, I know it’s irritating and I hope it doesn’t put you off the site. I’ve spent two days doing everything I can to optimize it for it’s current capacity, but it seems like every 3 months or so it needs to be upgraded. Yes I get the irony of whining that you need to wait till I get my paycheck on a post about dooce needing to budget. Feel free to tell me to turn my heat off."
Well, at least she got the irony. Meanwhile, I was starting to smell a rat. I knew of the database errors she was speaking of because I had been unable to get into the GOMI forums myself after several tries throughout the day. I would click on the forum link and immediately, without even thinking about it, a screen would come up and say "Database Error." Not one to be deterred easily I decided to try to get to the forums a different way. I went to GOMI's sister site, Shamepuff, and clicked on the forum link from there. Well, what do you know? The forums popped right up. I went back to GOMI and clicked on the forum link, and I got the dreaded "Database Error" screen again. Hmm...interesting...very interesting.

Back in the comments, readers were naturally wanting to know what they could do to help PP out financially after reading about her heating issues and server problems. A long time commenter wanted to know where she could find the donate button. Another commenter obliged with the exact location of this donate button. Of course, PP insisted that she didn't expect anyone to donate because it was her website and, therefore, her responsibility, blah, blah, blah... To steal a phrase from GOMI, "So brave."

By this time, my paranoid/conspiracy theory brain was in overdrive. So, let me get this straight: You've got a website administrator who does a post snarking on someone who was venting about heating bills. Then the author comments on her own post about how she has not been able to afford heat. Then the author comments on the same post that the website server is experiencing performance issues because she is waiting to get her next paycheck. Mysteriously, these performance issues are non-existent if you hit the server from a different website. Commenters offer to donate money to the administrator who insists she doesn't want donations but happens to have a donation button "just in case." Oh, and even I know where the damn donation link is but a commenter who frequents the site on a daily if not hourly basis doesn't have a clue and needs someone to point it out to her. OK.

Sounds like a pretty good scam to me. Just my opinion, but, hey, I'm an attention-loving, adulterous, bat shit crazy trainwreck of a whore, so what do I know?  If I am off base here maybe this post won't be a total loss. Maybe Miss PartyPants will manage to find some time out of her busy ham eating, Franzia drinking, snark inspiring schedule to come over to this little subpar blog and read what I've written here, and maybe, just maybe she will get a little taste of her own medicine. After all, making assumptions and false accusations is all fun and games until it happens to you.

*This is dedicated to anyone who has ever had a unkind word written about them by the lovely ladies of GOMI. Yes, even you, dead cat lady. Although, if you ever read this, can you please explain why you have a dead cat in your living room? Thanks!

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