I got into this weird compulsion when Facebook first became popular. I made an anonymous account,then added 100 strangers near my location at the time.Anyone would accept a “friend request” back then.
The game was to make them hate you, without ever communicating directly. I would briefly read up on each individual ,out there living their lives ,then I would deep scan , try to isolate their personal value systems.
After I understood the target, I would very intentionally post content that conflicted with those values on my timeline. And I would tag the target, so they would be notified. Be forced by social curiosity to see what someone was saying about them.
There was no victory until they blocked my account,from the comfort of their own little comfortable online life.
And that was the game. That was how I got my yucks from this amazing new technology,this uncountable web that ties each of us together.
Pretty fucked up right? I mean, I had ethics during the process, I wouldn’t go for gore. Just irritation. Like a pesky mosquito.
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