A blogger fairy tail – Billy Goats Rough

A blogger fairy tail – Billy Goats Rough: Once upon a time there was an island named Blogosphere, and at the very center of that island stood a bridge over which lots of bloggers walked happily each day. Under the bridge, in a dark and gloomy hole, lived a troll named Nick.

One day the troll read an essay by a 90-year-old economist named John Kenneth Galbraith that suggested the only people who benefit from capitalism are the people that control the capital and one day, all those capitalists got together to come up with a better term called “market-economy” so the dumb schmucks who purchase stuff at Wal-Mart will think they’re actually benefitting from the ability to buy all that crap at a discount — while in truth, the only people benefiting are the capitalists who own stock in Wal-Mart, except he left out the part about the shoppers who have Wal-Mart stock in their 401-K.

And so, the troll decided he’d have some fun.

He yelled up at the bloggers crossing the bridge, “Hey, dumb schmucks. No one gives a flip about anything you have to say, so quit thinking you’re important. You think you’re going to supplant big media. You’re sheep — or goats, or something. Oh, and by the way, can you link to me?”

“Huh?” responded the bloggers to the troll in the hole. “Do you have nothing better to do than ridicule people who are posting updates for a few employees or sharing their experience of fighting cancer or creating a little community with other people who also like to knit. Oh, and by the way, you can supplant a kiss on my butt.”

“Oh,” said the troll. “But could you still link to me?”

So, feeling sorry for the troll, the bloggers linked to him, but did so in a mocking, jeering way.

Moral of the story: Mike Arrington was correct.

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  • bhudgins

    Reminds me of a time when some peasants wanted to preserve the internet from all commercial uses. Also reminds me of a Jackson Browne song, “Before the Deluge”:
    Some of them were dreamers
    And some of them were fools
    Who were making plans and thinking of the future
    With the energy of the innocent
    They were gathering the tools
    They would need to make their journey back to nature
    While the sand slipped through the opening
    And their hands reached for the golden ring
    With their hearts they turned to each other’s heart for refuge
    In the troubled years that came before the deluge

  • scott

    The truth hurts!

  • a

    it’s sheep, not sheeps.

  • rex

    sheep happens.

  • tish grier

    Hi Rex…

    been following this thing since yesterday (where I posted a rather large response to the troll)….the funny thing in all this is that it’s boys having fights again. I find it amusing, but I know a lot of other women are disgusted by it all. and I can’t blame them. This little smoke and mirror act really *does* take away from some of the larger issues of discrimination and lack of diversity in the blogosphere.

    However, I’m looking forward to the day I meet the troll and get to punch him in the arm. 🙂