Chat rooms vs real life

MandyW

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You often hear that expression in chat “in real life..(rl)”. Advertently or inadvertently making that distinction between using your fingers to convey your thought versus using your tongue. Let’s break it down, communication originates in the brain by all means. The way you convey your thoughts, feelings, ideas is the only difference here but the mind is the same mind no more no less.

You go out on the street and see people are glued to their phones detaching themselves from their surroundings. They’re literally living in digital world. Let’s face it people who are addicted to chat rooms are the people who have the least social life outside the digital world. Weather they’re retired or with some medical conditions (mentally or physically), Or merely withdrawn to themselves.

Back to my original point, is there really any distinction between chat rooms and real life, Given that’s the same person? I would say No, and here is why:

You could really see the true colour of individual when they’re anonymous. Drop the social façade of them then you’ll see what’s inside their mind and the way his brain works. it’s the social norms that governs society that forces you to conduct yourself in a certain manner. No it’s not social escape from reality, its part of reality. In fact, it’s more real than outside those devices. The notion of [who cares it’s just a chatroom] is terribly misleadingly wrong. If what you think is true then there wouldn’t be a who cyber legislation act that keeps updating every now and then to accommodate the evolution of technology and social system. If you what you think is true then you wouldn’t police raids on certain homes for variety or cyber-crimes committed e.g. CP, frauds, paedophilia.

Back in the day when chat rooms were newly introduced, there used to be undercover police using guests account watching what’s taking place in the room. That would ideal if it’s still existing. Sadly, for economical reasons, that practice has been minimized.

You all notice that people online are more hostile, aggressive and abusive. Of course, the reason behind that is for them it’s a pressure valve. Some poor frustrated employee that has to put up with his abusive manager. Or some sexually frustrated male that was rejected number of times by females for a whole different reason. Or some rebel child who’s trying to resist his parents’ authority but doesn’t know how to.

On the other hand, for other people who can’t separate digital communication from physical’s they act the same way whether in chat room or in society. They’re no doubt the forthright, sincere, virtuous type pf people.

Put it this way, how many of you in favour of “stick and stones may break my bones, but names never hurt me” … versus , how many in favour of “pen is mightier than the sword” ?

I know that we’re here from different generations. nowadays Kids are more desensitized as result of their constant exposure to graphical materials, sex and violence. But people here from my generation who grew up in different type of world would understand what I am trying to convey here.

In the end, it’s bravery versus cowardness. People tend to be braver when they’re hiding behind a concrete wall or behind anonymity.
 
The notion of [who cares it’s just a chatroom] is terribly misleadingly wrong. If what you think is true then there wouldn’t be a who cyber legislation act that keeps updating every now and then to accommodate the evolution of technology and social system. If you what you think is true then you wouldn’t police raids on certain homes for variety or cyber-crimes committed e.g. CP, frauds, paedophilia.
100%.
I hear this all the time around here: “It’s just a chat room,” “it’s just letters on a screen,” “you take things too seriously.”
But I don’t see it that way. If it were really “just that,” there wouldn’t be studies showing how social media exposure can lead to depression and anxiety.
In fact, I believe that many of the people who constantly say these things are often the same ones who don’t want to be held accountable for their actions — like bullying, hate speech, or trolling. Saying “it’s just the internet” is often a way to downplay the real impact that words and behavior can have on others.
 
. Saying “it’s just the internet” is often a way to downplay the real impact that words and behavior can have on others.
And that's exactly what's your 'favorite' admin said on my previous thread 'your mind frame isn’t suitable for internet'! As if the internet meant to be for low life scum of the earth!
 
'your mind frame isn’t suitable for internet'!
I saw it. And I saw everyone who laughed at it, and believe me, they will be remembered for what they chose to ignore. To conclude, I’ll leave a poem here for reflection, in case someone shows up wanting to make jokes about pizza, burgers, and pineapple.

In God's arms


At fourteen, all I wanted was some fun,
So I joined a chatroom, just to laugh and run.
There were creeps, but also friends I knew,
It bothered me — so I became a mod to chase the bad ones through.

One day I got a report full of bananas — I froze.
But after seeing so many, I just let it go.
Some warned, "It'll mess with your mental state!"
But I called it nonsense and kept banning hate.

Time went by — I grew anxious, full of stress,
Managing adults and filth left me sleepless.
At school, my grades began to slide,
No focus, no drive — I barely tried.

I felt the shame when college slipped away,
No future, just regret that wouldn’t sway.
At twenty-four, I dreamed of a job and a place,
But without a degree, I served tables with grace.

I found a boyfriend, and we moved in,
But the things I saw at fourteen burned deep within.
In love and in life, I started to fall,
Those memories — they ruined it all.

At thirty, my friends had kids, cars, and homes,
While I couldn't pay rent — I drank and roamed.
Depression wrapped around my days,
In the mirror, I asked: where did I lose my way?

At thirty-four, in an elevator, I saw a friend —
Wearing a suit, with a Cartier that did offend.
Ashamed, I turned my face away...
I rode to the fourteenth floor — and with God, I lay.
 
I saw it. And I saw everyone who laughed at it, and believe

At fourteen, all I wanted was some fun,
So I joined a chatroom, just to laugh and run.
There were creeps, but also friends I knew,
It bothered me — so I became a mod to chase the bad ones through.

One day I got a report full of bananas — I froze.
But after seeing so many, I just let it go.
Some warned, "It'll mess with your mental state!"
But I called it nonsense and kept banning hate.

Time went by — I grew anxious, full of stress,
Managing adults and filth left me sleepless.
At school, my grades began to slide,
No focus, no drive — I barely tried.

I felt the shame when college slipped away,
No future, just regret that wouldn’t sway.
At twenty-four, I dreamed of a job and a place,
But without a degree, I served tables with grace.

I found a boyfriend, and we moved in,
But the things I saw at fourteen burned deep within.
In love and in life, I started to fall,
Those memories — they ruined it all.

At thirty, my friends had kids, cars, and homes,
While I couldn't pay rent — I drank and roamed.
Depression wrapped around my days,
In the mirror, I asked: where did I lose my way?

At thirty-four, in an elevator, I saw a friend —
Wearing a suit, with a Cartier that did offend.
Ashamed, I turned my face away...
I rode to the fourteenth floor — and with God, I lay.
That's beautifully written piece. It's reality we live in. A broken reality sadly.

As for troll mods who are going to troll in here and they will, trying to detail the thread, stiff them. My previous thread was closed by a zombie troll under the claim of derailment! Same staff who trying to derail other threads they don't like. Interesting weasley behavior.
 
100%. Some of them say they want to be moderators and admins to keep this place safe, but when they’re faced with a situation where they actually have the chance to make a difference, they mock it and encourage others to do the same.
 
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