In Serbian, it's called shitstorm. I remember the first major one I experienced as journalistIt wasn't pleasant.
Comments are multiplying at a crazy speed, from five to ten, and from ten to a hundred. Even one hundred is enough for a person to get the impression that "everyone" is talking about him, that "everyone" hates or makes fun of him.
I say, not at all pleasant, even though I was twenty-odd years old at the time, and then - welcome to Serbian media space – slowly googled orchestrated campaigns and spontaneous shitstorms.
But Viktor Mitić is only eleven years old, and shitstorm which rose above it is much larger. Victor crocheted. Victor that, with the help of his parents, publishes on social networks.
Frustrated minority
People watch en masse - four hundred thousand "followers" in a couple of weeks. Millions of views, likes, comments. Fame never came faster, and Victor deserved it.
You have to pinch yourself a bit to remember - most people watch a boy crochet and think it's cute. He supports him in that. He likes. Sending to the family on Viber, hey have you seen this little one!
It is enough, however, to find a thousand speechless fools to interfere with a boy's life and what he does with such enthusiasm. His Instagram profile has been blocked, probably because it was massively reported.
Some people write to him that crocheting is not for boys, for men, for Serbs. Dočim guess insulting children on the Internet is a real masculine and Serbian thing. Others write worse nastiness.
That's what it's about. included a priest, but he apologized. Another priest defended Victor.
A priest's discussion about a boy from Jagodina who crocheted
The algorithm loves jerks.
Crochet is an incidental thing there, replaceable. Victor could have taken up ballet, played baseball or, for all I know, learned the thousand decimal places of Pi. He would always and at every opportunity attract a caravan of fools who hate the whole world.
It is a general Krkljana, an excess of opinions and frustration and an algorithm that favors it. One angry and stupid comment gets more attention than ten smart ones. That's what Silicon Valley lives on.
The Internet and social networks in everyone's pocket have created an unprecedented gap between the possibility to be considered and the irresponsibility for the spoken word. Huddled in anonymity, people often make life miserable for others.
May God forgive me, I even prefer Dragan J. Vučičević to those! At least everyone knows his face and for the rest of his life everyone will know what he did.
Just crochet!
Anonymous spitters on the Internet do not exceed the rank of dog poisoners. They are not even sacred because, to be so, they have to appear somewhere. And if they appear, someone can see them.
Viktor from Donji Racnik near Jagodina, at the age of eleven, is a bigger man and Serb than all of them combined. There he is, he wants to make the biggest carpet in the world.
Just crochet, Viktor, knit, weave, do whatever you want, let the enemies scream.
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