Troll/not Troll.

Observing the goings on in the cyber circles on social media can be interesting. There’s the obvious lack of the visual to provide the cues one could rely on when communicating face to face with another human that’d assist with grasping the ideas being discussed.

Another aspect of this type of communication is learning to rely on understanding the way people write to develop your understanding of the identity of the person you are reading about. This process unfortunately can be subjective at the best of times due to the fact that some social media platforms limit the ability of their users to articulate their views.

One of those cyber circles I frequent is the MRA presence one Twitter. Now for starters , I don’t view this group as large and varied as some might. There’s this idea that if you’re somehow anti feminist you’re an MRA, which is kinda cute but doesn’t withstand the torture test that the proving process requires.

And to be honest I haven’t fully delineated what I’d call an MRA but I’ve a fair idea of the go/no go dynamic regarding this one. I say that as someone who’s not fully engaged with that scene and doesn’t have a working history with that group.

I’ve only detailed my entry into this circle lightly in the past and as someone who’s got a life to live, the time constraints on gaining a full understanding of the topics the MRA movement seeks to promote have negatively impacted my grasp of what’s happening here.

That said, I’m of the viewpoint at this stage that I’ve intuitively positioned myself as a sceptic of the current political dynamic regarding the sexes and the related progress of life on this planet so far regarding these discussions.

If you can see what I’m saying, I guess I won’t have to explain that hang up in detail.

Now, onto the focus example of this post. There’s a Twitter user who goes by the ID @takedownMRAs. He pops up every now and then sniping at the likes of Paul Elam and Cassie Jaye etc, some the profiles associated with the MRHM, I look at from time to time. And for want of applying the Golden rule of trying to see the better of anyone you interact with I’ve tried to understand this person’s viewpoints as they’re presented.

I’ve had no personal interaction with this profile so far but upon observing the activity this individual presents we can see with a little deduction, the angle of approach used by this person.

My aim here is not to focus singularly on this Twitter user due to their antics but to use their actions as an example of how the use of social media can be misleading and counter productive the progress of the conversations we have around any of the issues we discuss online. There are plenty that fall into this dynamic, willing or other wise but I think for the sake of this exercise, this example is sufficient.

I’m also aware I’m going over familiar ground here but its an exercise that is beneficial in the social media age and the development of my own thoughts surrounding this dynamic.

I’ll refer to this Twitter user as TDM from here on with this write up and focus on those random occasions I’ve witnessed this user’s activity.

One of the recent examples I witnessed was TDM posting on Cassie Jaye’s Twitter feed inferring that her work was deficient when it came to checking the claims of the person she interviewed, in respect to Cassie critiquing the media’s reaction to an edit of the recent Last Jedi film.

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Now, in this example it’s obvious to see that the quoted comment and the attached excerpt from the affidavit are focused on two different aspects of this event. The fact that this Tweet is observable by anyone who wants to see it also is revealing. It’s telling that a take like this, from a Twitter user who has 15.3 thousand followers, thinks that this approach isn’t constructive as well. And it continues along this tangent whenever TDM engages in a conversation about MRAs. Check the profile, you’ll see it all pile up there.

You’ll see TDM referencing other social media users, for example Eivind Burge, that TDM claims is an MRA that the MRA scene has vehemently rejects due to Eivind’s views, to put it in his own terms, on “male sexuality”.

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The building of a critique of the MRA movement supporting by putting the likes if Eivind on display, as an example of a MRA, is a clear case of a strawman argument. A little homework can set you straight on what I’m on about here. It’s seems a little under thought when you step back and consider the range of voices involved in this conversations.

Now, you could be forgiven for thinking this is an example of weak trolling not designed to be taken seriously but when you read the interactions between TDM and others you’ll see the other red flags that give some insight into the mindset behind these posts. And it’s on that basis I believe there’s something more interesting going on here.

When you see argument markers that borrow phrases and terminology from concepts and ideologies it’s an immediate give away, when you see how they’re used, that lets you know whether the user understands them or not. And with TDM’s example we see the usual pro BLM, white privilege critiques, claims about patriarchy and late stage capitalism that offers the observer the chance to position themselves regarding the discourse they could have with this person. In TDM’s case it’s the stereotypical PoMo/Marxist/pop sociology gibberish that’s all so fashionable in certain circles these days.

The only way you could claim they’re trolling is if you would critique them for advancing a viewpoint without understanding the short falls of the concepts they’re employing in their own critiques. And detailing those short falls is another discussion altogether.

It’s at this point I’m once again reminded of the Keynes quote about the influence of ideas not fully understood.

“Practical men who believe themselves to be quite exempt from any intellectual influence, are usually the slaves of some defunct economist”. 

TDM isn’t the only one who fails here, hell even I would put my hand up for that one as a default position, I aint no genius know all. But that said it’s sloppy in debates, to advance incautiously and critique others from a foundation that can be taken apart easily.

And hiding inside an echo chamber of like opinions wont suffice as well. Ya gotta stay on top of your game if you want to be effective at this.

All that said, I’m not above recognising this person’s efforts as good if they make a valid point. We are all human and suffer the ability to maintain a false or underdeveloped interpretation of what we see in the world. And I think, all in all, we mean well but we have to be conscious of the sum of our efforts. And it’s on that basis I’d claim that the conduct like I’m observing from the likes of TDM fall desperately short of the mark of any attempt for the greater good. This Twitter user comes across as bitter about the world due to how they have allowed themselves to see it. This ain’t a good mental place to get comfortable with yourself.

My summation for this exercise would be that it’s obviously important to know what you’re on about. Applying then Golden rule of personal with interactions, while initially suffering the possibility of being naive or unassuming, can give all the involved parties some room to move in developing your own understanding of a subject.

But you can’t play nice with stupid forever. And allowing yourself to wander off the map, like the example I’m talking about here, doesn’t do anyone any favours in the long run. This nonsense will go full circle and it’s hard to defend if you have a history of this kind of conduct. And in a way it’ll allow you opponents to use your work against your own efforts. Which when you see that as an option, you’d think you’d avoid that course of action like the plague. Obviously, some can’t see that light at the end of that tunnel.

 

 

 

Surfacing again.

My on again off again blogging habit has played its hand, as it will. A wee bit has happened between drinks here. Any ways, I’m aiming to be more productive this year and as I’m more a person who finds organisation appealing as opposed to someone who works, due to inspiration. As I wanted to do originally, I’d like to develop my blogging habit to accommodate a weekly presentation of my thoughts, in order to force myself to consider how I see the world in a more thorough manner. I guess it’s up to me to achieve this and I guess time will tell if this plan works out to be something I believe I need.

W.T.F

I was on Twitter yesterday, while I was supposed to be busy doing more important stuff and came across an advert by WordPress about their support for the SSM Dog and Pony show we have going on at the moment in Australia.

While I was scrolling along, I also noticed another Twitter user mention that WordPress has used their platform to apply the widely known, multicoloured symbol the homosexual community uses, across the top of their users pages.

Well, the lazy blogger in me decided to get back to my part-time writing and what do I see?

TA DAHHH!

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I see that my page has been modified, without my consent mind you, to engage in this little promotion.

Initially, I penned a somewhat vitriolic spray aimed at this nonsense but I’ve decided to bin that attempt and give it another go because I ain’t to happy with this kind of thing but I’d like to be more civilised about the presentation of my views, even though it still leaves me generally disliking the whole situation.

Ya know, manners and stuff.

Now, I understand that the platform is owned by a private entity. We’ve seen similar arguments play out before with Twitter and YouTube users complaining about these companies influencing content on their platforms. I understand that it may be the case that it’s perfectly legal for the owners of these platforms to engage in this kind of activity.

That aspect’s not the point I’m under any illusions about.

To put my point into perspective, I’m studying a business diploma at the moment and one thing I’ve had the chance to go over is the business/customer dynamic. It’s here I think, the imposition this platform is making, falls fowl of any respect for their customers. A smart business decision-making process should screen this idea out of the business strategy. Especially a business that exists in assisting with encouraging conversations within the market place of ideas.

I’ve got my views on the SSM debacle here in Australia and I call it a debacle due to what has become of the marriage contract in a lot of Western countries ages ago and also the usual political posturing we always see on whatever topic that happens to be doing the rounds at the time.

It’s because of this I’ve really got no time for the SSM idea. As someone who’s been in a common law relationship for the best part of a decade plus, I understand that the law already has a favourable position towards non-traditionally substantiated relationships. That point seems to fail to gain any traction in the debate around this topic for some weird reason.

Hence, my calling it a Dog and Pony show.

The reality is there’s little more than simplistic posturing going on with what has happened here at WordPress, which for all the parties involved can be counter productive. Some folk don’t like being told what to do or what to think irregardless of the message. As for me, I thoroughly loathe the whole SJW mindset. And to have something like this imposed upon you by a service provider you’re paying, adds insult to the small injury it is.

As annoying as it is for WordPress to do this, I don’t see it as a massive issue. I honestly think it should be something the users of the blog site should be offered the use of not forced to do so by some desk sitter else where. The whole exercise smells of a nanny state mindset, which upon consideration of the total of the exercise is plainly pathetic.

But anyway, life does indeed go on.

Another one.

Just talking to my brother tonight. 

Half way through our conversation we hear of another work accident down on the coal mines in CQ.

Another fatality. Another young man. Another family torn apart.

I’m not sure of the details at this moment but again we see this scenario playing out from a distance. 

Somewhere tonight there’s a whole lot of suffering happening for reasons that may have been prevented.

We both reflected on how we could’ve all been through this recently ourselves.  

The old lessons from the older members of my work teams reverberate in my mind.

I hope this incident wasn’t due to negligence.

A statistic with a name I know. A reflection.

I spent some time last night, looking at photos of my brother on FB, at his photos of the family he and his wife have created.

Looking at his photos, seeing how much has changed over the years between them and the young family they’ve created together.

Last night, or more correctly last morning at 02:00 HRS. 

Text messages, both him and his wife. Its been a bit busy here up north, even more so down that way down south it seems. I dragged myself out of bed Friday morning (just gone) on the advice from my partner, that I’d better call my brother’s wife.

We expect these calls but never plan for what comes with them.

I had messages on my phone saying my younger brother had been injured badly in a work accident.

A load roller change out on a tracked mining machine. Standard procedure, nothing unusual. Just another routine job and done.

Nothing unusual. Except the back channel grumble about management and safety on site.

The bolts on this roller are a little buggered you see but we’ve got the right tools for the job. Just set it up, get it done.

Make sure you sign your JSA and do a Take 5 first, wear your gloves, the usual shit, its all been done before. Everything’s being done by the books.

And then it happens, that illusory factor that exhibits itself at the worst opportunity and it wreaks its havoc upon whomever happens to be in its path.

That night-shift, it was one of my own. My brother. Not some unknown name, another statistic .

A 1000 plus kilograms of steel and some more. A broken leg and damaged hand. The shock, the first aid response, those workers who volunteered their skills in recovering the injured, doing the best they can in that situation.

Many years ago, at the mine we both started our apprenticeships, there was a fatal accident.

My brother tells me that the thought of that incident and how it would affect his family was the first thing that crossed his mind in that instant.

It all happens so fast, just like we’re told in every induction we’ve been through since we started in this game all those years ago. There’s no way you dodge the physics of this kind of thing when you’re in the line of fire.

Looking at his photos on FB last night it something became apparent to me, he ain’t my younger brother anymore. He hasn’t been for a long while now.

He’s a husband, a father.

Together, with his wife, they’ve faced their challenges and it’s changed them. It’s changed him in the way life changes the look on a man’s face. That realisation that things aren’t the way they were spelt out to you initially or how you perceive them when you’re younger, that you’ll be thrown into situations that you won’t have the answers for immediately or even after some time.

I see this in his photos. I can’t explain it right at this point but he seems somewhat unrecognisable in the realisation of his personal realities. He’s no longer the familiar brother, the younger, just another family member you occasionally call up to see how things are. He’s a husband and a father.

I don’t have all those commitments myself and maybe that’s the dissonance I’m feeling now. I have a mortgage but he has people depending on what he does, his ability to provide and protect. This is one of those moments where the realities of life come rolling in and make their presence known.

There’s an aspect to individual life, an aspect that your closest relatives and friends might not see because they’re always interacting with you.

The photos. The familiarity of a common past. The distance created when you move away and start your own lives. Those factors create a disconnection and reliance on the memories of the past or selected instances. I call it the social media effect.

Sudden changes will focus you onto these aspects, even in a photo. It wakes you up to who you’re looking at and the realities we face and the changes that happen to us as we move through life.

I found it revealing. I’ve never experienced this apart from witnessing the passing of my parents many years ago. But that was different, we expected that, they were sick and that’s how life plays out. You see it coming, even subconsciously, you’re waiting like a nail for that hammer.

What happened to my brother is different. We prepare ourselves and our work environments to prevent this kind of thing happening. We have safe systems of work, tier one companies, OHS reps, Unions, JSA’s etc. right?

Ask yourself, look around your workplace. Think about it. How many compromises do we get away with daily?

This time next year he should be walking again after the surgeries and rehabilitation. And so should his youngest son (for his first time). Between here and then there’ll be a lot of changes to his family’s lifestyle.

I have a saying as a tradie, you’re only one accident away from a career change, wheelchair or a bodybag. I’ve seen it a few times and heard of it plenty more. We all have either personally or in the news.

It’s only a few nights ago the Reaper took a swing at my brother and only wounded him.

And I’ll say we’re all so lucky the fucker’s aim was off.

P.S.

I wrote this reflection around the time post incident a couple of months ago and things have straightened out some more now and the details relating to this incident have slowly become a little more apparent. I won’t go into the details but suffice to say, I’ve extensive experience working in the same sector of our economy and I’m more than aware of what’s going on with this situation. Too add to my initial analysis, my brother’s condition and outlook has markedly improved and he’s now a lot more mobile than it initially looked like it would be at the time. And the youngest boy is just starting to get independently mobile as well. It’ll be a year or three before this is all worked out. It’ll be a bunch of life lessons we’ll all reference for years to come.

Something about those numbers.

It never fails to surprise me when I hear of the claim “we need more female CEOs” in the workplace.

I’m always left asking the question: Why not more plumbers, police and ambulance operators?

I’ve recently been working my way through Warren Farrell’s-The Myth of Male Power– in which he details the risks in the workplace of which men routinely take the burden. He describes this societal dynamic as “My body, not my choice”.

It’s an interesting concept.

I remember seeing a graphic on the wall of the medical centre at a recent work site I was on stating that the current workplace fatality rate was above 90% for the males in the industry in Australia.

Every construction site I’ve been on, in the 17 years I’ve been in this industry, has a gender imbalance of males. Why is that the case? Does the feminist academia and political scene have something to say about this aspect?

Dr. Farrell offers the concept of the financial womb that males provide society. And with that the comes the risks of injury and fatality that each sector of the economy inherently contains.

Tonight, I’ve read a blog post by Jim Rose detailing the workplace injury/fatality rates by gender in New Zealand for 2015.

“all but three of the fatal workplace accidents in NZ were men”.

Here’s the link to provide some support to what I’m talking about,

Workplace deaths/injuries in New Zealand for 2015.

As the saying goes, this ain’t my first rodeo. I’ve been on enough of this projects to know better and I’m slowly racking up a number of jobs I’ve walked away from due to safety concerns.

And it’s hard sometimes when you consider the old “harden the fuck up” cliché and the financial aspect of the role you take on as a male worker.

I’ve had female friends (in defence of the feminist stance) describe this as an aspect of the famed patriarchy doing its thing and I believe there’s a part truth there in that claim.

But what stuns me is the lack of realisation, that there’s a whole lot of women in our community that’ll go along quietly with this, as the economic security provided by that patriarchy supports the matriarchy that walks hand in hand with it.

This to me, is one of the more spineless aspects of feminism.

The claim for money and power, inherent in feminism’s edicts, in pursuit of the ideal of equality, is baseless until they recognise the risk/hazard factor that exists in the modern economy regarding the grunt work that makes the wheels of industry turn.

I’ll believe that the average feminist has the courage of their convictions, when I see the gender imbalance on construction sites, weighted in favour of their claimed equality and we all see as a society women embracing employment outside of the usual occupations that females seem to dominate.

Some how I don’t think we’ll be seeing any changes soon.