Views like this last one go to explaining how the last 24 hours have produced a hagiography of his "bipartisanship." It's a testament to how much conservatism has pushed rhetoric to the far right in America that someone who holds as many as three or four non-doctrinaire conservative opinions resembles something like a charismatically free-thinking renegade. Personally, having a few good ideas amidst an entire spread of noxiously bad ones suggests little more to me than that someone screwed up somewhere. Kind of like going to a salad bar filled with chum, separated organ parts, dead ants, roofing nails and tire-flattened bluejays, except for one dish of shredded carrots: the question then becomes not, "Where did all these ghastly things come from?" but rather, "Who's the dumbass who forgot to throw out these carrots?"
Ordinarily, Jack Kemp's death would have been recognized in my house no differently than the death of any other venerated conservative figure — either not at all, or maybe by pouring out a l'il somethin' on the ground for my homie Malignant Neoplasm who just died because he too-dynamically explored his entrepreneurial interests in an undercompetitive real-estate market. But I was bored last night. Friends have been badgering me to learn more about Twitter and use it more effectively to promote "my brand" and "annoy the shit out of strangers." So I took an hour to figure out the "#" tags and how to browse trending topics, and, lo and behold, here's all this stuff about Jack Kemp.
What I noticed pretty much immediately was that a third of the people praising Kemp for "reaching across the aisle" and being a "true bipartisan hero" also referred to our current president as "nØbama" or "Obonga" or (a few too many times for comfort) variations on monkey/ape/chimp; were tweeting an awful lot about Glenn Beck and the 912 Project; and probably were just one HTML course away from knowing the code to make cyrillic letters to really drive home the horrors of "SФcializt Дmэяiжa." Now, I don't know what was wrong with me, because normally I love right-wing racism and throwing the dictionary and history books into the dustbin, but something just snapped.
It took about ten seconds for my learning process to switch from, "How can I more effectively use Twitter?" to, "I wonder if I can get banned for trolling Twitter?" In between yammering on AIM with a friend who will argue about anything, I cranked these out to see what would happen, changing tags on them to filter them to different Twitter topic groups (or whatever you call them).
During his 14-year career in the NBA, Jack Kemp fathered 7 confirmed illegitimate children & perhaps 10 others with different women. #tcot about 14 hours ago from web
Jack Kemp was again arrested for misdemeanor marijuana possession in Houston, Texas on July 21, 2006. #tcot about 13 hours ago from web
To answer questions in order, from the least to most important:
1. No, you can't get banned from trolling Twitter, since banning anything for being distasteful, disingenuous or dissociated from fact or accountability would annihilate much of the content thereon.
2. Yes, people will still freak out anyway.
3. No, nobody realized that those first ten updates were my tweeting the biography of former NBA star and Hall of Fame contender Shawn Kemp.Unfortunately, the freaking out isn't nearly as amusing as on message boards or usenet groups. The 140-character limit naturally keeps people from melting down — half the time, the best reward is the monster wall-of-text reply — and given the kind of people you're dealing with in a situation like this, even the brief replies are limited to "ur a faget" or threats to block you. The fact that you might enjoy the latter (the blocking function also makes all tweets from the person blocking you invisible) doesn't seem to register with these people. Also, I'd reprint the score of outraged replies here, but unlike message boards or usenet groups, when people on Twitter catch on to being trolled, they're able to go back and delete all traces of their biting on your comments, which apparently these people did overnight.
However, as said, most of those replies were pretty pedestrian. The only one that really stood out was a 912 Projecting, Glenn Beckoning, Flat Taxing, stopped-reading-his-Twitter-before-I-got-to 9/11 Truthing paleoconservative who called me a "dumbaozz" for not realizing that Jack Kemp "was in the NFL, not NBA." Of course, this chastisement only raises more questions than it answers.
1. How could a manly man of such masculine man-men (such as this guy claimed to be on his Twitter) not know about the career of a dominant NBA all-star from the 1990s?
2. Why would he be afraid that anyone could possibly think Jack Kemp was 300 pounds of pot-smoking, coke-snorting, gun-toting, child-siring fury?
The only answer I can assume, for him, for the first question is, "The NBA? Aiiiiiigh! BLACK PEOPLE! The game has really been ruined by the 'urban' culture and modern players 'thugging' it up." As for the second, it was always said of Kemp's background and attitude on race that "[as an NFL ballplayer] he showered with more black people than other GOP congressman have ever met." The sad silent codicil that many of his party wishes to append to this statement often seems to be, "And thank God he did, so the rest of us never have to."
In that last spirit, and despite all the above snark, I'd like to affirm Jack Kemp and give him my token appreciation. Jack Kemp was clean. Well-spoken. Despite finding a path to success through athletics, he nevertheless took care to educate himself. He could have bought into that rough ballplayer lifestyle and gotten sucked into drink and drugs, but Jack Kemp pulled himself up by his bootstraps and stood above all that.
Jack Kemp was one of the good ones.
In that last spirit, and despite all the above snark, I'd like to affirm Jack Kemp and give him my token appreciation. Jack Kemp was clean. Well-spoken. Despite finding a path to success through athletics, he nevertheless took care to educate himself. He could have bought into that rough ballplayer lifestyle and gotten sucked into drink and drugs, but Jack Kemp pulled himself up by his bootstraps and stood above all that.
Jack Kemp was one of the good ones.