Rants. I like ranting in itself, however…
If you are going to rant, rant loud and rant often. The odd, occasional rant runs the risk of tarnishing an otherwise rant free reputation. When you rant a lot, you get good at ranting.
People will either agree with you, or regretfully call you a friggen dickhead. I have personally found that the people who call me a friggen dickhead, often have a preconceived expectation, that I should agree with them about things. If it has got to that point, I usually do not.
I can handle being called a friggen dickhead if I know I am factually correct with my ranting.
If you are going to rant, check your facts, check them again, compare them and then rant. This will make you troll proof both IRL and online.
If you must rant an Opinion, be prepared to be lambasted. It comes with the gig. Most rants are exactly that. An Opinion. An opinion backed by facts and statistics is very hard to argue against.
Having said that, I like to think that I am a licensed, card carrying troll buster. My favourite thing to do is lob in to an online debate ( debate meaning it has started out rationally, and then quickly deteriorated into an emotional one) leave a mind bomb which will cause agitation, and then sit back and watch… never. commenting. again. The agitator or person who feels that they have been the most “shit on” will eventually have a brain fart and quit just after invoking Godwin’s law. ( Of which I am usually the first to point out once they’ve left in a huff)
If you must rant, be good at it. Get some practice,
Anger ( especially keyboard warriors)
Everyone is angry about something. The Labor supporters are angry at the Liberals who are angry at the Greens, who are getting preferences from the Independents.
Women are angry that men still don’t understand that skirts don’t rape women, men do, and men are angry that they are getting “Shit on” by women. Which may be why so many want to vote in a government that will send us back to the 60′s.
Some people are angry that middle class, hetero, white guys still don’t understand that they can’t really be upset about things unless they have done it to themselves because western society has made everything easy for them. ( I bet that made some of you angry.. am I right?)
Since as a society we don’t tolerate actual fisty-cuffs to have out our beefs any more, as per our evolutionary “fight or flight” response, (and it’s not like people actually think to simply just not read about things that enrage them on the interwebs), flame wars have become the norm.
If you’re going to be angry, also be angry in real life ( IRL) and follow through with your convictions. In the word’s of Kylie Minogue.. “It’s one thing to say you love me, and another to mean it from the heart. If you don’t intend to see it through, why did we ever start?”
I’m not saying come out swinging fists like a cave-person, but keep the strength of your convictions. Figurative guns a blazin’, and standup for what you believe in at all times. Anger is then seen as courage. Courage = Care bears and shit like that. People love care bears.
Snake oil. ( peddlers of bullshit)
I know we all gots to get paid. Even Shakespeare had to. I believe how you make your money is a measure of your character.
You can see that there are thousands of insecure ( convinced by social conditioning through both media and hundreds of years of lovin’ the oppression we’re in type scenarios ) men and mostly women who are hating on their own bodies. Even if you try to be untouched by the scourge of body image oppression, at some stage, most people will have it creep in to their lives.
If you have to make money out of a culture of created angst, which can lead to mental illness, depression and even death, then I reckon you’ve got a lot to answer for, even if you are a T.V celebrity. Even if you are Michelle Bridges. Charging over $100 for an online, virtual fitness and eating plan that is only ever going to work if the self control of the participant is greater than the urge to scoff down KFC on the way home from work, getting in at 8pm to your 2 cats and a pile of dirty laundry to do. I reckon it’s set up to fail. Meanwhile, uber fitness idols are just rolling around in the Benjamins on their black satin sheet clad water beds, while you weep into your Ben and Jerry’s over failing, yet again to lose 1 single kilo this week.
Get into fitness, for sure! You will feel both mentally and physically more sound. But if you want to pay a hunjy big ones, join a gym, or a bootcamp or get a real life PT. And for god’s sake don’t buy any herbal pills off the internet. Dont expect at age 35 to look like a 16 year old Jeans west model. That aint gonna happen.
Want to combine Ranting and Anger and shaming snake oil peddlers? These guys are doing it right: (warning, bad words)