I’m really not a huge twitter person, there are allegedly some twonks who follow me, but I wouldn’t even know how many, or how to find out about that. Anyway, it’s a nice and easy way to have some fun on my mobile while on the lunch break at work, or while sitting in some airport lounge. I don’t get involved much in what people tweet and retweet, I tend to stick to Ricky Gervais, Sarah Silverman, Marieke Hardy and some of my friends there.
And then I get the occasional out of the blue weird message there, like today:
Daniel Waddell Daniel Waddell @danielwaddell17
@clinteas @Aerik @thunderf00t oops typo I wish you wouldn’t be a dumb cunt Martin. Fixed.
What am I meant to do with this? I don’t know the person who sent that tweet. I don’t have a cunt, so calling me one may reveal more about the person tweeting than it does about me. In what context am I a “dumb cunt”? That I don’t side with the slymepitters? I’m not certain. Maybe someone can clue me in.
Now as to this Daniel Waddell person, looking at his twitter account, he seems to be from my city, and he seems to be taking part in Melbourne atheist meetups. I feel very happy now to never have taken part in any atheist meetings here, if the people I would meet are like this Daniel Waddell. I’d rather stab myself in the face.
I don’t know what it would take to eradicate this disease from our movement, but as long as there are Waddells and Hoggles, whose sole intellectual achievement appears to be to have convinced themselves that gods don’t exist, I won’t be taking part in any organised atheism. Might as well go to the local bigot church group. I might actually find more rationality there.