A tragedy...

As I sit here and ponder over my previous actions, words and thoughts that I might have let loose in IRC, one thing keeps coming hauntingly back.

That fact that IRC is dominated by gossip loving, nothing to dos. I realised that I had almost stooped to that level but somehow, managed to pull myself out of it before it become out of hand.

People are often susceptible to gossip and some are even naive enough to believe it if the story gets repeated enough by as many people.

A good quote would be from Capt Ronald Spiers of Easy Company, 506 PIR, 101st Airborne Div. If a good story gets repeated often enough by enough people, it is believable. Tertius had a rumour about him that he lopped off the heads of Carthaginian slaves and that he was the baddest and meanest warrior about. He never disputed it (for firstly, it would be an attempt at futility and secondly, he might have seen the benefits of it circulating and scaring the shit out of his enemies.)

I suppose there would be little or no point in disputing gossip particularly in a place with as little consequence to my life as IRC. If people choose to believe in those rumours and gossip, then it's best to let them believe in it. After all, it's of no consequence to me. I find that the only way to avoid such gossip is to avoid IRC like the plague. I suppose it was a waste of time and bandwidth anyways.

The only good thing about having been on IRC is that I've managed to pick out some good friends that take me for what I am, irregardless of what they've read about me in there. For that, I am appreciative and I'll always treasure that friendship.

Perhaps in time to come, I would have changed my mind but I doubt so. In any case, I'd expect to have more time to concentrate on work, getting jobs in and improving my social life instead of sitting in front of my computer chatting with people whom I can't put faces to.