Behold the mighty (keyboard) warrior!

And I’m back! And straight in, boots first with a rant. This is something that I’ve been seeing so much of recently. So I’d love to know your opinion, as a human.

Disclaimer 1: The views expressed here may or may not be my own. They’re often just examples—patterns I keep seeing among humans. Fascinating creatures, truly.

Disclaimer 2: You might get offended. Possibly on behalf of someone else.

Disclaimer 3: And just a gentle reminder—being offended doesn’t automatically make the other person wrong.

Disclaimer 4: Oh dear, do I really need that many? Yes. Anyway, my final disclaimer – I will be using using the word ‘you‘ to mean the human race. Well, the anonymous aggressive ones, to be specific. I don’t mean you as an individual. I know you’re one of the good ones. So, just think of this as me shouting at the clouds. Or a brick wall.

Now, onto the matter at hand.

I’ve got news for you, sunshine (and yes, I said sunshine, bravely):
There’s always going to be someone, somewhere, taking something that isn’t theirs.
There’s always going to be someone hurting someone else.
There’s always going to be someone who thinks they’re better than others—and using that belief to justify awful behavior.

Sadly, that’s not news. So, to any passive activist What-about-er out there, the real question is:

What are you doing about it?
Yes, you. The one with the thumbs and the opinion.

There’s an old saying: “If you’re not part of the solution, you’re part of the problem.”
And in my (slightly immortal) opinion, that’s exactly where things get tricky.

It’s remarkably easy for humans to point out what’s wrong with the world. To loudly declare how awful everything is. To type and tap and rage.
It’s much harder to actually do something.

So here’s my little call to action:

Get off your (admittedly comfortable) backside and do something about it.

Hate cruelty to animals? Great—then maybe… don’t eat them?

“But I love animals!”

Really? Is it that you love them… or just love the idea of them? (Or just parts of them—usually fried?)

See injustice somewhere in the world?
Then do something:
Volunteer.
Donate.
Help someone who’s already doing the work.
Start something, even small.

Posting angrily about world problems on someone’s Instagram post about their dog playing in a paddling pool does not count. I’m sorry. It just doesn’t.

You don’t need a cape. Just a bit of consistency.

What frustrates me (and remember, I’ve seen these patterns over and over again) is this phenomenon of the keyboard warrior.
You know the type: all fury and snark online, but when challenged—say, gently asked to clarify what they meant—they fold like parchment in a storm. Or explode in an expletive rage.

It’s happened to me.
I shared something, someone dove in with venom (headfirst, of course—feet firmly lodged in their mouth), and when I asked them to explain, they backtracked completely. Apologised. Said they hadn’t meant that, they meant something else.
It was awkward. For them.

Another time, a friend was on the receiving end of similar online outrage—but instead of retreat, the commenter doubled down. Insults, obscenities, all thrown with the elegance of a damp sponge with halitosis.

And why?

Why is it that people get so angry at the mere existence of other perspectives? Why does someone believing differently become a personal attack?

Honestly, I sometimes imagine saying:

“Show me on the doll where the different opinion hurt you.”

Is the person who believes in a deity really hurting you? Or are you just still angry about something else that happened a long time ago?
(Perhaps you didn’t get your way as a child? Maybe didn’t get dessert that one time?)

I’m not trying to mock pain. There’s way too much of it, for a start. But I am wondering why so many grown adult humans sound like schoolyard bullies when talking about “imaginary sky people.” Is that really the best you can come up with?

More importantly: what are you doing that actually helps someone?

Because, O Warrior, here’s what I know about you (yes, still you):
You have access to the internet.
You have a device that connects you to it.
You have electricity.
And (presumably) a brain.

So… use those gifts.

Here’s a radical idea:
What if only people who are actively doing something to help were allowed to post angry opinions about “bad men doing bad things” or “people who believe in invisible sky beings”?

Wild, I know.
But hear me out, Buttercup.

(And yes—before you ask—I am doing something. Actively. Often. So no need to go there.)

Bottom line: Do Something.

Not everything.
Not perfectly.
But something.

Volunteer.
Donate.
Help the cause in your neighbourhood—even if it’s not the cause you’re ranting about online. Because here’s a little truth that might just blow your mortal mind:

If everyone helped with something nearby, then all the somethings would get covered.
Your cause. Their cause. The ones that matter most to those who live near them.

And then maybe—just maybe—there’d be a little less shouting, and a little more change.

So next time you’re tempted to fire off a scathing comment, maybe pause. Breathe. Reflect.
Then do something better with that spark of energy.

Preferably something that doesn’t involve insulting someone’s intelligence, beliefs, or existence. And that includes using the word ‘woke’.

Rant over.

Yours in mild exasperation (and eternal night),
The Everyday Vampire (Who’s Honestly Just Trying to Understand You Lot)

For anyone wanting to read all my rants in one place – including all-new exclusive stuff, then click below!

Volume 1 of my diary – why not start at the very beginning?

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