A Day In The Life Of A White Supremacist Troll

Summary

A black woman writer reflects on the unexpected attention her article on white privilege received from white supremacist trolls and imagines a day in the life of one such troll.

Abstract

The author, a black woman, penned an article envisioning a day with white privilege, which inadvertently attracted the attention of white supremacist trolls online. As hateful comments proliferated, she became intrigued by the lives of these anonymous individuals, leading her to creatively construct a narrative about a day in the life of a white supremacist internet troll. This troll is depicted as someone who spends their days harassing and threatening black public figures and ordinary individuals online, deriving power from the emotional responses they elicit. The author describes the troll's behavior as an addiction and suggests that the only way to defeat such hatred is by ignoring it, thereby rendering the troll irrelevant. Despite the disturbing nature of these interactions, the author remains committed to discussing issues of racism and inequality, vowing to continue the fight for a just and non-discriminatory society.

Opinions

The author expresses a mix of curiosity and repulsion towards the individuals who troll her online, wondering about their personal lives and motivations.
She perceives the act of trolling as a form of control and manipulation, preying on the insecurities and emotions of others to inflict harm.
The author believes that engaging with trolls by responding to their provocations only fuels their behavior and gives them satisfaction.
She views the trolls as deeply unhappy individuals who find purpose in spreading hate, suggesting they are envious of and obsessed with those they attack.
The author maintains a strong stance against racism, emphasizing the importance of persistently addressing issues like white privilege and systemic discrimination through writing and activism.
She conveys a sense of pity for the trolls, seeing them as pathetic figures who contribute nothing positive to the world and are ultimately self-destructive.
The author's message to trolls is clear: their efforts to disrupt and discourage anti-racist discourse are futile, as the movement will not cease until its goals of justice and equality are achieved.

A Day In The Life Of A White Supremacist Troll

I am a black woman and I recently wrote an article about how it would feel like to have white privilege for a day. It was a fantasy type of piece detailing the impossible daydream of a middle-aged black woman longing to not being harassed for a single day in her life.

It was a thought-provoking piece, I even thought that it would make some of my blacks friends smile, but for some reason unbeknownst to me, the piece became quite popular with the white supremacist crowd.

I began to get numerous defensive comments on several social media platforms including this one. As the piece grew viral within the magic realm of the universe, the comments became more and more hateful, more and more heinous.

Whenever I read these comments, my mind would try to construct what type of a human being could create such hate? What did this man or woman look like, what did they eat for breakfast that morning, or did they not have breakfast? Were they happy in life or in their sex life for that matter? What did this person do for a living, were they terminally ill, pretty, ugly, white, or even black? I was curious.

Did this human being, or should I say, did this troll from the ugliest troll lands ever imagined by mankind, did this troll even ever leave his or her house? Was he or she a Trump supporter? Was he or she well or poorly educated?

What started off as an exercise of my imagination turned out into a full-blown comical and creative session where I decided to imagine the life of a white supremacist troll just for a day. I don’t think that I could bear to do it for more than a day, trust me. Here’s the story:

I’m a white supremacist troll and I spend my days attacking black people on the internet. From Michelle Obama to Meghan Markle, to Oprah, to Whoopi Goldberg, to Kerry Washington to perfect strangers, I spend my time stalking them on social media.

Whenever they post something about their lives, I will troll the hell out of them: I’ll start by attacking their physical appearance— and end by making the most cruelest, hurtful comments about their lives. If I’m feeling brave, I’ll even throw in a death threat to make things sweeter.

The thing is, I‘m a very hungry troll. I need you to feed me so that I can get bigger and bigger by the day. The bigger I get, the more powerful I will be in spoiling your day, in destroying your self-esteem, and even driving you to suicide — my effective and most lethal blow.

The way you feed me is by responding to my messages. If you take the time to respond, I know that I already have some form of control over you. I will take you down a wayward path, I will prey on your insecurities, and over time, I will make you depressed, I will make you completely crazy.

You see trolling is an addictive illness, once you start, you cannot stop. And that is why you think I have lots of time because the reality is that I make time to troll you.

I troll people from the minute I wake up to the minute I fall asleep. I troll you while I am at work, in the subway, or even on the toilet. I’m always trolling you because I am obsessed with you — if I didn’t have you to troll, I would have no life.

There’s only one way to kill me — to ignore me. If you completely ignore me, I beat on my chest, I’ll send even more hate your way, I’ll be huffing and puffing. I’ll haul another few evil comments your way. Watch out, I am going to huff and to puff and blow your house down. I’m screaming respond, respond, respond. When you don’t, you kill me, I am no longer relevant, I am obsolete.

And that folks, is how I imagined the white supremacist troll. As I imagined his or her life, I felt sorry for him or her. Imagine, a pathetic individual who hides behind a computer screen to attack black people who recount their lives, their hurt, and their pain, and the challenges they face in a white supremacist and racist world. Imagine this troll, a person so consumed by hate that can bring nothing good to the world — a monster in the true sense of the word.

But I’ve got a message for the trolls, the regulars on my social media: We the anti-racists will never give up.

We will continue to write about racism, black lives matter, white privilege, white guilt, interracial relationships, black excellence, black resilience, black beauty, and the black struggle. We will never stop until this becomes a more just society, a more equal society, a non-racist and non-discriminatory society. We will not tire, we will not stop until our last breaths, so stop trolling us, you are wasting your time.

Thanks for reading my perspective.