I have a confession to make. I read the comments. Actually, it’s worse than that. I don’t just read the comments, I enjoy reading the comments. I’ve been getting paid to write on the Internet for more than 15 years, and you, Ungentle Reader—yes, you, the one who used to write “More liberal claptrap!” under my articles…
This is just a really special moment for humanity. We take you to the website for Fox 101.9, a radio station in Melbourne, Australia, where "Web Guy Josh" has published a peppy, harmless instructional post for the making of an "Amazing Rainbow Tie-Dye Number Surprise Cake."
The ESPN.com comment section has been described as a both a "cesspool" and "a wretched hive of scum and villainy." Deservedly. Bristol's servers bulge with the ill-considered and perpetually ignored thoughts of the unwashed masses, spouted forever into the ether with recesses only to register new aliases after a…
The Washington Post has a gamer for a 4A playoff semifinal last night, where Wise HS walloped DuVal by 31 points for a major upset. It's of interest only to that very small segment of readership who follows Maryland prep hoops, and of course, family and friends of the players. So while there's only one comment on the…
We hate to use such cliched terms, but it's hard to describe the ESPN.com comment section without words like "cesspool" and "wretched hive of scum and villainy" and "somehow even worse than Yahoo's comment section." But that's an unfair generalization. Not everyone there is horribly racist or a ward of the state or a…
If you've read our previous Discussion Discussions, or the Comment Of The Fortnight-Ish columns before those, by now you're likely familiar with how they work: we artfully (we hope) and circuitously (uh, yeah) lay out an argument for how best to conduct oneself down there, and hopefully by the end you're nodding and…
OK, various malcontents, you've finally broken us down, and we're going to admit something deeply uncomfortable. Here it is:
"Ultimately, who gives a shit?"
Let's talk meat.
To kick off today's discussion, here are two exceptionally great, fairly recent comments for you to examine:
Let's talk about originality. When a joke makes you laugh, who exactly gets to claim credit for being a funny comedian?
OK, we understand there is some anger and confusion about the changes in the comments section, and we want to take the time to explain it as best we can.
"For a site whose taste is questioned regularly, the entry lacked the snark and ridicule the site makes its bones with. When one scrolls down to the comment section, however, humanity quickly fades." boomroasted[HuffyPo]
Greetings. It's the ghost of David Carradine. The Ninjas would like a word with you people. No admonishments, just accolades. So please listen carefully and keep your wits about you. Remember: pet the cobra once, but do not kiss it.
The Hartford Courant's Rich Messina snapped this wonderful photo of last year's controversial squash championship, where Trinity's Baset Chaudry knocked off Yale's Kenneth Chan and then proceeded to act like the most vile human being on the planet after his victory.
Yes. I know. Who's excited about a change in the commenting system? YAY. But, this time, I think you'll find these new additions helpful in your quest to become a commenting superstar. Pickle?