A statement. (REVISED: 11/9/2012)
So.
You want answers. You want the website that sells my supposed porn video, Daddy's Spoiled Little Slut. Unfortunately, guys, the porn never existed. I am so sorry, in advance, for the lack of self-degrading humor in this explanation, because I know the little monkeybutts over on ED are gonna take any sarcastic joke I make and run with it… Which leads me to my first point for the Encyclopedia Dramatica homeboys.
[If you have no idea what Encyclopedia Dramatica is, but are still curious about the PHOTOS, skip to #4.)
Look, guys, I don't care if you make fun of me. Have a blast. I've come to enjoy being made fun of, oddly enough (I got plenty of it and HATED life in high school as social pseudo-pariah). But internet living has taught me how to laugh at the trolling.
I haven't given really given a shit since the article went up, because I was expecting something like that to happen- will get to that later- and because it's written so retardedly far from the truth that no one could even possibly believe it. However, recently I realized, what if my agents/clients might actually look at my article and grow a tiny bit of doubt in their mind? So… I decided to write up a little response to clear all doubt in your head.
1) I'm a daddy's girl.
I grew up in a upper-middle class household, yes. My father was rarely around and my mother and I had a terrible relationship, so I moved out the minute I turned 18. I've also paid for my own things, including my first car, since I was 13. I pay my bills, I have a job, and I worry about money just as much as you do.
2) Breast implants.
This one is just fucking hilarious. If you put both my tits together, they might add up to a small B cup. For a year, I was on birth control and went up to C, which was awesome (when the photos were taken). Then I got off, due to the fact I was sexually inactive, and went right back to B. Had to eat a whole carton of ice cream to get over my loss. Ironically, the ice cream went right to my hips instead.
3) I'm a porn star!
No, I'm kind of not. After my pictures were leaked, I decided to have a bit of fun at my expense (something I'm no stranger to) and played an April Fool's prank implying I was considering getting involved in the porn industry. I could never ACTUALLY have a job in the porn industry, because I'm pretty sure I could only take like, two dicks at most. And that's on a good day.
4) Photos!
So, most of you already know how this happened. I had a boyfriend for three years who lived across the country. I loved him dearly, and considered him my soulmate at the time. We sent each other photos. Anyone would in that situation. Stupidly, I uploaded some photos to my private Photobucket account and forgot about them until looong after our break-up, when those photos somehow resurfaced on a porn site. Apparently, some guy had fuskered them (used a program to change the file names until unearthing private photos) and posted them. Many of these photos were taken when I was 16, some when I was 18- and I will never reveal which is which. The only reason I don't try to remove these from ED or take legal action, which I easily could, is because I don't like to deal with trolls. Their game is tedious and pointless. If you ignore them, they eventually go away.
4b) My Kinky Pics?
I'm sure my photos were up there- they were on a lot of sites. I probably told them the photos were taken when I was underage, they checked the timestamp, and removed them. I never, EVER put my photos up anywhere. EVER.
5) Why I am hated by 4channers!
Here's the deal. I originally attempted to get a small excerpt about me on Neil's ED page taken down. The mods seemed reasonable at first.
Except when it came to me. Weev, the master of some arbitration chat or something, and I had a little conversation over IM in which he told me that, in order to take the link to my photos down, I would have to sleep with him in a hotel room.
"Weev: i'm an attractive guy
Weev: you want something
Weev: i have it
Weev: you have something
Weev: i want it"
Weev
I rejected him (whether or not he was trolling me, I still don't know), and to punish me, a Chloe Dykstra ED article was started. An article all to myself!
Quotes:
"Just to clarify, I am saying I would have sex with him."
That was about Neil Patrick Harris as Doctor Horrible when I was asked in an interview.
"About to have a mascara brush inserted into my vajayjay by a guy named Uzzi (pronounced "oozy"). Wish me luck."
...Gynocologist.
"I lost my virginity in a hotel room to an F-list celebrity, who was married, mormon, and had three little boys. Evil, right? Yes, yes, I know I'm on the fast train to an eternity of cleaning up demon shit in 444.9 degree heat. In my defense, I halted it after a few seconds. Also in my defense, I was freshly 18 and still naive, while he was 34. BONUS FACT: This is the only time I cried after sex!
(how many people have you had sex with?) As for the second question I will simply say this... I can count the number on three hands. Yeah, I've counted and recounted and it still confuses me how the hell I managed that, considering I've only had three one night stands (one was my virginity, and two came after a MAJOR heartbreak... you understand), and aside from that haven't slept with anyone I wasn't dating/REALLY cared about for at least a month and a half. Life moves quickly, I guess. "
Question on Formspring about the loss of my virginity. I answered honestly, and as humorously as I could. I was in love with the guy I lost my virginity to for awhile, and felt stomach-twisting guilt for months after it happened. I was naive, vulnerable, and starstruck. Also, for the record, the total is far less than it sounds.
"I had an affair with my rockstar idol that lasted six months."
Totally slutty. I loved the guy, still do. Didn't have sex with him in the six months we were together because I didn't feel ready.
So here's the deal. I didn't beat any cats, I didn't molest any children. I simply sent photos to my boyfriend of three years, SIX YEARS AGO. Because of this, I'm being harrassed constantly over Facebook by horny Hungarians, and my phone number is posted online. But that's what trolls do when they take breaks from wasting time with other trivial pursuits trying to teach idiots lessons... Waste more time, trying to get reactions.
Well here's your reaction, 4chan. You're boring. You don't really do much damage unless there's a ton of you. I don't hate you, though I should, I just feel sorry for you. I'm glad you've found your life calling and all that, it's just that no one really thinks you're cool for it. Sorry, guys. I truly am.
I had to disable comments due to spam, but feel free to tweet at me (@skydart).
You want answers. You want the website that sells my supposed porn video, Daddy's Spoiled Little Slut. Unfortunately, guys, the porn never existed. I am so sorry, in advance, for the lack of self-degrading humor in this explanation, because I know the little monkeybutts over on ED are gonna take any sarcastic joke I make and run with it… Which leads me to my first point for the Encyclopedia Dramatica homeboys.
[If you have no idea what Encyclopedia Dramatica is, but are still curious about the PHOTOS, skip to #4.)
Look, guys, I don't care if you make fun of me. Have a blast. I've come to enjoy being made fun of, oddly enough (I got plenty of it and HATED life in high school as social pseudo-pariah). But internet living has taught me how to laugh at the trolling.
I haven't given really given a shit since the article went up, because I was expecting something like that to happen- will get to that later- and because it's written so retardedly far from the truth that no one could even possibly believe it. However, recently I realized, what if my agents/clients might actually look at my article and grow a tiny bit of doubt in their mind? So… I decided to write up a little response to clear all doubt in your head.
1) I'm a daddy's girl.
I grew up in a upper-middle class household, yes. My father was rarely around and my mother and I had a terrible relationship, so I moved out the minute I turned 18. I've also paid for my own things, including my first car, since I was 13. I pay my bills, I have a job, and I worry about money just as much as you do.
2) Breast implants.
This one is just fucking hilarious. If you put both my tits together, they might add up to a small B cup. For a year, I was on birth control and went up to C, which was awesome (when the photos were taken). Then I got off, due to the fact I was sexually inactive, and went right back to B. Had to eat a whole carton of ice cream to get over my loss. Ironically, the ice cream went right to my hips instead.
3) I'm a porn star!
No, I'm kind of not. After my pictures were leaked, I decided to have a bit of fun at my expense (something I'm no stranger to) and played an April Fool's prank implying I was considering getting involved in the porn industry. I could never ACTUALLY have a job in the porn industry, because I'm pretty sure I could only take like, two dicks at most. And that's on a good day.
4) Photos!
So, most of you already know how this happened. I had a boyfriend for three years who lived across the country. I loved him dearly, and considered him my soulmate at the time. We sent each other photos. Anyone would in that situation. Stupidly, I uploaded some photos to my private Photobucket account and forgot about them until looong after our break-up, when those photos somehow resurfaced on a porn site. Apparently, some guy had fuskered them (used a program to change the file names until unearthing private photos) and posted them. Many of these photos were taken when I was 16, some when I was 18- and I will never reveal which is which. The only reason I don't try to remove these from ED or take legal action, which I easily could, is because I don't like to deal with trolls. Their game is tedious and pointless. If you ignore them, they eventually go away.
4b) My Kinky Pics?
I'm sure my photos were up there- they were on a lot of sites. I probably told them the photos were taken when I was underage, they checked the timestamp, and removed them. I never, EVER put my photos up anywhere. EVER.
5) Why I am hated by 4channers!
Here's the deal. I originally attempted to get a small excerpt about me on Neil's ED page taken down. The mods seemed reasonable at first.
Except when it came to me. Weev, the master of some arbitration chat or something, and I had a little conversation over IM in which he told me that, in order to take the link to my photos down, I would have to sleep with him in a hotel room.
"Weev: i'm an attractive guy
Weev: you want something
Weev: i have it
Weev: you have something
Weev: i want it"
Weev
I rejected him (whether or not he was trolling me, I still don't know), and to punish me, a Chloe Dykstra ED article was started. An article all to myself!
Quotes:
"Just to clarify, I am saying I would have sex with him."
That was about Neil Patrick Harris as Doctor Horrible when I was asked in an interview.
"About to have a mascara brush inserted into my vajayjay by a guy named Uzzi (pronounced "oozy"). Wish me luck."
...Gynocologist.
"I lost my virginity in a hotel room to an F-list celebrity, who was married, mormon, and had three little boys. Evil, right? Yes, yes, I know I'm on the fast train to an eternity of cleaning up demon shit in 444.9 degree heat. In my defense, I halted it after a few seconds. Also in my defense, I was freshly 18 and still naive, while he was 34. BONUS FACT: This is the only time I cried after sex!
(how many people have you had sex with?) As for the second question I will simply say this... I can count the number on three hands. Yeah, I've counted and recounted and it still confuses me how the hell I managed that, considering I've only had three one night stands (one was my virginity, and two came after a MAJOR heartbreak... you understand), and aside from that haven't slept with anyone I wasn't dating/REALLY cared about for at least a month and a half. Life moves quickly, I guess. "
Question on Formspring about the loss of my virginity. I answered honestly, and as humorously as I could. I was in love with the guy I lost my virginity to for awhile, and felt stomach-twisting guilt for months after it happened. I was naive, vulnerable, and starstruck. Also, for the record, the total is far less than it sounds.
"I had an affair with my rockstar idol that lasted six months."
Totally slutty. I loved the guy, still do. Didn't have sex with him in the six months we were together because I didn't feel ready.
So here's the deal. I didn't beat any cats, I didn't molest any children. I simply sent photos to my boyfriend of three years, SIX YEARS AGO. Because of this, I'm being harrassed constantly over Facebook by horny Hungarians, and my phone number is posted online. But that's what trolls do when they take breaks from wasting time with other trivial pursuits trying to teach idiots lessons... Waste more time, trying to get reactions.
Well here's your reaction, 4chan. You're boring. You don't really do much damage unless there's a ton of you. I don't hate you, though I should, I just feel sorry for you. I'm glad you've found your life calling and all that, it's just that no one really thinks you're cool for it. Sorry, guys. I truly am.
I had to disable comments due to spam, but feel free to tweet at me (@skydart).
i'm really only talking about the really nasty trolls on 4chan. i don't care about the ones who leave well enough alone.
grumble
Boo hoo. Now I can't make stupid jokes on their website for a year.
Just remember, the internet isn't reality. Nothing that happens over it is truly real. It's only real in a psychological realm. This stuff, this is all just a bunch of dumb transient shit. Be angry, be enraged, but don't feed them. 'cause at the end of the day, they're cowards, and you're not. Don't let this become a big deal for you. Cuz they're gonna get off on your suffering. Let it pass.
But yeah, that guy's ugly, whoever he is.
How is this true in the slightest? I wouldn't even be responding to this, but this is such a pet peeve of mine that I can't help myself. The internet is as "real" as any other aspect of modern life (or life in general); some bits of it are incredibly transient, yes, but you could say that of anything, and some bits also aren't (we've all seen websites and other information that have existed in their current form or been disseminated for a good decade or more at this point).
A bunch of idiots insulting you and spreading around misinformation/naked pictures/whatever else about you is just as real on the Internet as it is anywhere else. Hell, on the Internet you actually run the risk of it being much less transient, since the information involved can easily spread like wildlife and never be contained, as is the case with some of the stuff here. I just feel like telling her "none of it's real" is trivializing it in a way that's actually really, really disrespectful, as if she doesn't have a right to care.
This event is going to pass, and even if the images are still around five years from now, it won't matter. My point is that the situation is not a true, realistic representation of her as a person. That's what I meant by saying that the internet isn't reality. This isn't who she is. And by thinking of it that way, she doesn't have to care as much. Because caring about it so much is only going to make it worse; it'll become more stressful, it'll stick more, and it'll give them what they want. She can care, but... does she have to?
People in one given social context behave differently from how they do in another, dissimilar one. The Internet is just the most clear and obvious example of this, but that's always the case. I'm not the same at home as I am when hanging out with my friends/girlfriends, and I'm not entirely the same here as I am on certain other places online. Any conversational medium (including in-person conversations) can be described as a "collection of words". It's a more limited form of communication, but the fact that it's textual instead of vocal and doesn't involve body-to-body interaction doesn't make it part of some disconnected, alternate universe. The primary reason the Internet appears to be disconnected from the rest of reality is because people believe it does, and treat it as such, using it as an excuse to intentionally craft new personas and act in ways they normally wouldn't.
Your second paragraph makes sense, but really, that applies to any event. No single event should define a person. If I go into a store and get mad about an item I'm returning, that's not a realistic representation of me as a person, nor is any other isolated incident.
We are what we think, believe, and do. The medium is entirely irrelevant; if I act a certain way online, that's a part of who I am as much as how I act in any other situation. Same goes for everyone.
The thing is that the attitudes you're espousing here are the primary cause of these problems to begin with. When people believe that nothing on the Internet matters, or that nothing you do when using it reflects your personality, or that it's otherwise trivialized as an "alternate universe", it's extremely easy for them to act like complete tools. After all, if who you are on the Internet isn't a reflection of the "real" you, then there is no imperative to even attempt to act like anything other than a dickish sociopath, and, sad to say, acting like that will have an effect on the person, on the Internet and elsewhere.
Basically, the stuff you're saying, you might as well be saying to the trolls too: That it's not who they are, and that by thinking of it that way, they don't have to care as much. This is how they actually think, and this is why things like this happen.
I'm not saying she has to care, just that the fact that it's on the Internet isn't why, and leads to denial and trouble. If she shouldn't care, it's because these are people she doesn't even know. They're just random people being dicks. If some guy at college approaches me in person and acts like that (and just ask me and Krissy, there are plenty of them), I treat them the same way.
man, my ED article hasn't even been updated since 2008...
I guess we should both be glad that there isn't anybody on ED with any real skill at what they do. I'd hate to know what someone older than 13 could dig up on me.
Trolls: 0
Chloe: 1
The fact that you can be utterly condescending while being polite is quite an admirable trait.
At the same time, I admire your class in handling this situation. I think you're great, and I hope that this will be a distant memory for you soon.
(Anonymous)
No b00bz, no game.
"i think i'm dying
1:03 PM Jun 24th via Echofon"
Show b00bz, become relevant again!.
(Anonymous)
What
(Anonymous)
Classy Response
Yup
Bang
lots of us look and don't... so I try and do. You are impressive.
Thanks for your participation and insights in the special and for your crisp candor here.
Best wishes...
Chuck
Edited at 2012-08-22 05:29 am (UTC)