From top: an internet troll; Terry McMahon
If you want insight into the undertow of our poisoned culture then look no further than the comments section of Broadsheet.ie.
A fearless website, Broadsheet also seems to attract the ugliest kind of anonymous cowards.
Wow man i’m like so real, I get to use bad language in my screeds
I’m the street, man, I’m the life itself
You better recognise
This was followed by the usual litany of insults and sneers from a long line of nameless faceless keyboard warriors waiting in the wings.
I can take their malignancy but is it not disturbing that when these people read about a heroic mother and father protecting their beautiful daughter, their immediate and only response is to ignore that heroism and attack the hack who penned the piece?
Who are you? On the streets, or in bars, or restaurants, or playgrounds, or in any aspect of day to day life, I never seem to meet you. The vast majority of the folks I meet are good people. Fighting to stay afloat. Looking after each other. Being brave. Being kind.
Where are you emotional, psychological, political, intellectual parasites? Where do you go during the day? Or at night? Are the innumerable good people I meet not part of the real word? The real Ireland? Am I just naive?
Are they just a bubble of decent people surrounded by you bilious bastards?
Where does your scorn come from? Your cowardly rage. Your articulate rabies. What might happen if you redirected the cancer of your collective cowardice into positive and pragmatic action?
What might happen if your keyboard-stained sticky-keyboard-stained-fingers were used to build something? What might happen if you used your privileged intelligence to attract rather than attack?
These are genuine questions. An attempt to understand you. To empathise with you. To rehumanise you.
Then again, you’ve probably been too busy composing your next contemptuous comment to have even gotten to the end of this piece.
Terry McMahon is a filmmaker. Twitter:@terrymcmahon69