Not Going To Sweat The Petty Stuff When It's All Petty Stuff

I've been up since 5 am and I don't know why. Well, yes I do, really. The cats woke me and I couldn't get back to sleep. I was lying there listening to the rain on the roof and something that normally soothes me back to sleep kept me awake and wanting coffee. The longer I laid there trying to return to slumber, the stronger the desire for coffee became so I got out of bed.

I didn't want to wake Hubby so I poured myself a cup and turned on the laptop, checked my email, answered a comment on my last post and began to mindlessly play solitaire. I do my best thinking while mindlessly doing something else.

I didn't go to work on Thursday because I'd picked up a stomach bug. Once the bulk of the action had settled down I logged into Twitter and found 2 fake tweets presented as if they were from me repeating tweets that originated from someone else plus added comments supposedly written by me. They were attack tweets designed to embarrass another twitter user.

Like any social media platform these days there's always drama. Since my early days online I've learned a thing or two and have managed to stay out of that sort of thing. In Twitter it's easier because you don't have to see those tweets if you don't follow the people involved. To the best of my knowledge I don't follow anyone involved on either side so I have no idea who has the right of it and I like it that way. However, there they were in my mentions, using quotation marks to falsify my involvement. Posted by someone I've never heard of because I don't follow them.

I objected to being dragged in, blocked the originator of the fake tweets and went on my merry way. I received a couple of tweets from the person they were designed to attack asking me to report the tweets which I did only because they were fake and used my name. I didn't write them so of course I'm going to report them as fake. I also posted a public tweet explaining they were fake. End of it right? WRONG!

The person being attacked is a retired journalist who has written a couple of books. She uses her own name on her Twitter account. She's very easily found online by Googling her name. She isn't someone I follow so I can't say whether or not she's a nice person. I do know that since she does use a real identity there, she's got skin in the game so to speak. Her reputation could be harmed by all this. On the other hand, almost all of the attackers don't use their real name although they've been exposed during this months long drama.

I don't know who's at fault. I don't care who's at fault. Twitter rules suggest that when dealing with this kind of thing you block the person and ignore them. Which is a lot harder than you'd think since most of the people involved will create new accounts and come after you again. Since being dragged into this mess I do now have some insight as to why. In my case I don't understand why I was included, nor do I understand why I'm not being listened to about being dragged into this mess unwillingly. My frustration at not understanding has made me want to argue with those who are doing this. I can argue until I'm blue in the face and it isn't going to matter one iota to them.

I'm a hypocrite since I only report matters that deal with me directly. I have spent days frustrated with that because others choose to bother me further with their nonsense and seem to feel that by not reporting things I don't understand, I'm condoning the behavior of their victim.

This morning while mindlessly playing solitaire, I realized they're victimizing themselves by their own behavior. They can feel free to do so without my help. I'm just going to continue to block those who try to involve me further and report anything that is attributed to me that I didn't say. Life's too short and I have better things to attend to.