Showing posts with label # haters. Show all posts
Showing posts with label # haters. Show all posts

Sunday, October 30, 2016

#HATE THE FLAVOR OF THE YEAR



it's on old photo with Benny Boo Boo. We miss him.


When I awoke this morning, I had no plan to blog. I wasn't feeling much like doing anything. It's Sunday. A day of rest.

I made the mistake of checking my email. I had a response from a Hispanic gentleman I don't know, who read one of my posts. He was obviously educated as I could tell by his well written statement. What it said, on the other hand was not as nice. He decided I was a communist liberal who has ruined the American educational system by caring about children's feelings and that Trump would clean house of all the people like me.




I responded by asking him what facts had led him to these assumptions since we did not know each other. I was afraid to ask why he felt (feelings are obviously bad) this way. I haven't looked for his reply.

The next thing I saw was a post from a friend for an Israeli site, called "Stand By Me"  which showed a news clip from a campus where a Jewish group was in a self contained room, and a Palestinian group broke through the windows and started a near riot. I read it quickly, but it looked like the head of the Jewish group was arrested. I may be wrong. I was so appalled I couldn't process the material.



I'M WORKING ON SHORT, AND TO THE POINT.

HATE

I will not go into the origin of Hate to keep things simple. They say it's learned and apparently we have been taught this lesson all too well.
okay. I hate spinach. I also hate, Hate.

Folks, have you noticed we are self-destructing? If we do not find a way to stop all this hatred, well, you may not know it, but the planet we live on will never be the same.

MY RIDICULOUS [OR NOT] PREDICTION.

The world's economy will worsen. People will become more angry and hateful. More dictatorships will arise and people will follow because they have no choice and sometimes, the lies we are fed give us false hope.

       

More wars will erupt. Everywhere. More people will die. More people will become even more impoverished. And, sooner or later, someone will ignite a bomb and you can kiss your children's asses good-bye. We want better for our children and grandchildren. That won't happen if we keep hating one another. Hate my opinions. Don't hate me. Hate what someone says. Don't hate the person who says it.



WE MUST FIND OUR COMMON GROUND. WE ARE ALL HUMAN BEINGS REGARDLESS OF OUR BELIEFS, SKIN COLORS, GENDERS OR RELIGIONS. WE NEED TO STOP IT BEFORE IT'S TOO LATE. IT DOESN'T MATTER WHO WINS AN ELECTION. IT MATTERS THAT WE LEARN TO WORK TOGETHER FOR OUR GREATER GOOD. OR WE WILL ALL FAIL.

 
 
 
 
Thanks for reading. I'd put in my That's All Folks, but it would be too spooky with this post.

Sunday, July 31, 2016

REVIEWS, COMMENTS, OPINIONS. HOW HELPFUL ARE THEY REALLY?

    
                   
     
        On my goodreads page these are my available stats: 
                                          886 ratings (3.50 avg.)     27 reviews
 

Title Idea: Isn’t it great to be able to read other people’s ratings to help you evaluate a product?  I love Amazon (for their products) and Kindle and Goodreads, because you can read so many reviews and that can help you make a more informed decision.  Usually. Isn't that what its intent is?
 Except when you don’t like what they say and you are dumb enough to reply. (That was me).

 

MY LATEST RICIDULOUS THEORY: 
If you read my review of the Butterfly Garden, you’ll know that I really loved that book.  After reading it, I posted a review on Goodreads. I also looked at some other reviews. I read some that were only one star, because I was curious as to the reasons someone would not be liking something I thought was so good. There was one review, where the woman,  who,in my opinion, ranted about how awful the book was for five or six long paragraphs. Why would someone put so much energy into not liking a book?  In my stupidity, I posted a reply. Do you remember the term “flame war?”

 
THEORY:
People enjoy expressing themselves. They do not however, like, when they are disagreed with.
 
 

HYPOTHESIS:
 When most people express their opinions, they believe they are right. Well, we all think our opinions are right or why would we express them? (Except for our friend Fred, who enjoys stirring people up. You probably know someone like him. They're fun as long as you're on to them). Many people do not understand that an opinion is not an actual fact, and will fight til the death defending their words.

Research design:

In this instance, all I have to go on is my experience. Being old is always a good justification for that. Except maybe when it comes to technology. Although I have been on line for many years. Especially on Ebay. And I think that may have been where you could get in trouble because they didn’t have the rating system and monitors they now have.

Back in the day, if you said something someone didn’t like, you incited a "war." Nasty words flew back and forth and it was definitely not something you wanted to get involved with. I never did.  Not until, well, here’s the story.
 

In research we call this anecdotal evidence. Which is the fancy way to say, “oh yeah, this is what happened to me.” This is what we use when we don’t have any actual statistics to back us up. (Think of this like insider trading only since there’s no money involved we can’t get arrested).

Now I get to tell a story.

 You can check the year, since I’m too lazy. It was right after Michael Jackson died. I had this really cute broach which was a Mickey Mouse head, with attached, swinging gloved hands. It was gold tone with rhinestones and in perfect condition.
I couldn't find the pin on line. It must be really rare.
 

I had purchased it quite a few years before I decided that Michael was a sicko, so I decided it might be a good time to sell. I put it on Ebay and had one winning bid. From a woman named Dawn.


I waited for payment and it didn’t come. I sent her an email. Her response was an apology but she had bid on impulse and she and her family didn’t even have rent money etc. so she wouldn’t be buying it and it was my fault for tempting her. In retrospect, I should have let her go. But blaming me? That brought out my stubborn. I wrote back that I would inform Ebay and she would get a negative review. So, before anything happened she wrote an awful review about me. I don’t recall the deets, but it pissed me off. I had 100% positive feedback and was not going to let this nutcase get away with this!

I put in a complaint to Ebay because she was wrong, and I wanted that review removed and didn’t want to pay the commission on money I hadn’t received.

The next communications I received from Dawn, after berating me, were mostly her telling me I was the devil and she and her pastor were praying for me. I think that was her way of apologizing.
 

At that point I pursued the proper channels. I got them to drop the charges against her (since I was not looking to do anything more with her) and had Ebay take down the feedback. I never posted anything negative about her. It was like nothing had happened. Mostly I forgot about it. Until now.
 
Working definitions.

Every site has a different term or format for feedback from its customers. On

Goodreads you write and give a numbers of stars for a review of a book.

Facts:

I read a review that I responded to on Goodreads. Honestly, I had no idea that Lucille would be so offended. As I mentioned she really put what sounded to me, like vitriol into this review. I disagreed with her reasoning and the only thing that I said that seemed to set her off, was, “where is all this hate coming from?”  (I have since deleted my posts because I didn’t want them there).  I assumed she would understand that I meant hate for the book. Here is where I will say that I was picking up something in my unconscious. My training was kicking in. Because if you read her replies, she actually was rather hateful.

I got a reply and was a bit surprised at how angry she was. She thought I was calling her hateful, I think, and then lambasted me for my opinion of the book.

One other woman wrote something that supported what I said, but then a couple of other women and Lucile kept coming back with me being an awful person. I had of course apologized initially. I never meant to say anything hurtful and said so. I also said everyone was entitled to their opinions. And she wrote back something else. And something else.

I decided, okay. Another Dawn. I stopped responding. Actually, I only responded twice and let it go. Then, a month later, I get another email about a new thread. She is still on me and saying something like she’s going to be happy to ignore me. Huh? I hadn't been writing.

Just another day in my life.  That’s when I deleted all my posts.

Findings:  Most of the time, reading other people’s reviews of products is a good thing. I like sharing (as you know since I’m writing this blog) and understand that not everyone will give a thumbs up. I actually appreciate the negative reviews, you know, like the product wasn’t well made, the screws don’t line up. Things that are helpful. I suppose, one should keep this in mind. Reviews of an actual product that has dimension and purpose is easier to write. about. It can be based on facts and not just opinions.

 

 

CONCLUSIONS:

Reviews, comments, thumbs up or thumbs down are useful tools.  However, they are probably best used when there is an actual product involved. If you are reading an opinion, you have to remember that. It is only a person’s opinion. And a person you don’t know. Looking at the overall stats is probably better than reading the individual remarks. Also, if you don’t like something, it’s probably best to keep it to yourself. At least in my humble opinion. It's just an opinion. And only mine. It really bears no weight anywhere. Except in my head, and oh yeah,

 on this blog.

I don’t want only positive comments. I would love to have a dialogue. Discourse and disagreements are places where you can learn. Just be careful where you leave your footprint.

Thanks for reading. As always, your friend in cyberspace.
Guess which one is Fred.