It’s time we made ‘trolling’ socially unacceptable

Internet abuse is rife.

Internet abuse is rife.

I suspect like me, many people love and loathe the internet in equal measure.

Perhaps it’s an over-simplification but I would suggest that if you went to school in the days before the worldwide web then you realise that a) books (real ones, with paper) are good and b) there really is more to life than having a mobile phone surgically attached to your hand.

Don’t get me wrong: The internet has its uses. It’s a wonderful tool for learning (so long as you’re savvy enough to wade through the dross for reliable sources). It’s also great for shopping.

But, of course, the best thing about the web is that it brings people together. It instantly connects us with friends and loved ones around the country and all over the world.

For example, yours truly can chat online, face-to-face with my gamer friends in the States or via social media with my cousin Steven in New Zealand.

I’ll be sitting at work here in Hanley early in the morning and suddenly a message will pop up on Facebook from a little town called Feilding in the Manawatu region of the North Island where Steve is just about to hit the hay. This will never cease to amaze me. Bear in mind I’m still in awe of touch-screen technology.

But for all the advantages of the internet, there are many down-sides – not least the way in which it, and social media in particular, perpetuate bullying and abuse.

I was heartened to hear this week that people who abuse their victims on social media face prosecution for the first time in a shake-up of domestic violence rules.

The Director of Public Prosecutions (DPP) Alison Saunders announced that criminal prosecutors have been given new guidance to modernise the way they investigate abuse.

She said some teenagers may not consider themselves victims if they are being targeted on sites such as Facebook and Twitter – as opposed to being physically abused.

This new guidance means online abuse will now be taken into account in domestic violence cases.

The problem is that these kinds of incidents are just the tip of the iceberg.

There have been numerous documented cases of teenagers committing suicide after being bullied online; Of celebrities and high-profile individuals being stalked or harassed; Of organisations being unfairly targeted by individuals with an axe to grind.

It’s just so easy, isn’t it? This technological marvel which is seen as a vital lifeline in countries where people live in fear of oppressive regimes is a double-edged sword.

Anyone, anywhere can log on to the internet and create a platform to spout their (very often not so nice) views about other people.

Anyone with a social media account will see this abuse daily. Anyone who logs on to forums – such as the hugely popular football club fan sites – is exposed to it. Anyone who reads The Sentinel online and looks at some of the comments posted beneath stories will know what I’m talking about.

Many of the worst offenders hide behind pseudonyms and often have several of them. They like having the last word – believing this means they have somehow made their point or won the argument.

Ironically, I suspect very few of the abusers – because that’s what they are – would have the courage to say such things to the faces of their victims. Otherwise presumably they wouldn’t hide their identities.

The internet tends to embolden morons and give such people an over-inflated sense of their own importance.

I thought I had left the playground bullies behind when I finished school 26 years ago but it seems many of them have re-emerged via keyboards.

Forgive me if I sound like a representative of the Thought Police but it is hugely worrying to me that this sort of abuse is commonplace.

There’s a world of difference in my mind to free speech enabling robust, healthy debate and the insidious persecution of individuals because someone has an axe to grind with them or just because they can.

To my mind, swearing at someone on the internet or calling them ‘scum’ or a ‘liar’ or worse should be as socially-unacceptable as drink-driving.

I’ve blocked about 80 people from my Twitter feed in the last five years – the vast majority of whom claimed to be Port Vale supporters. Most of them began abusing me when the club’s chairman fell out with The Sentinel last November (ignoring the fact that this newspaper and yours truly did a bit to help the Vale in recent years).

Such abuse is water off a duck’s back to me these days but not everyone can shrug it off. We should remember that sticks and stones may break bones but words can also hurt people.

Sure, you can ‘block’ someone from your Twitter account or ‘unfriend’ them on Facebook. You can avoid forums or report abuse. But why should you have to?

Internet forums and social media are the verbal equivalent of the Wild West.

Given that children now have access to tablets and mobile telephones from a very early age, I think it’s vital that parents and teachers advise them how to behave online.

It’s one thing to install restrictions on devices to block certain websites or to protect your child from predators through education, but I think it is equally important to equip youngsters to deal with online abuse which can’t be filtered out – and to ensure they don’t actually dish it out themselves.

My view is: If you can’t say something politely then don’t say anything.

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Arsene Wenger may be a whinger, but he’s got a point about abuse in football

It is, of course, in the interests of Stoke City manager Tony Pulis to stick up for the club’s fans.
It was certainly no surprise to hear him insisting that the abuse hurled at his counterpart Arsene Wenger at the Britannia Stadium on Saturday was nothing out of the ordinary.
The Potters boss is right when he says all managers put up with what we colloquially term ‘stick’ – along with every player who pulls on a shirt and all of the match officials.
I suppose the real question is: At what point does the barracking at football grounds cross the line and become unacceptable?
For example, even the most one-eyed Gooner would have to admit that the sight of massed ranks of Stoke City fans standing behind Wenger and mimicking the Arsenal boss’s frenetic arm-waving and fits of pique was hilarious.
However, you are into far muddier waters when certain sections of the media begin to suggest that some of the chanting was racist because it included references to the Arsenal manager’s nationality.
The problem is that football is the modern-day equivalent of a gladiatorial arena and, when swept along by the emotion of the occasion, ordinary people occasionally say the daftest and most offensive things – things they would never normally dare utter in their everyday lives.
Policing these verbal assaults is a tricky business and, although great strides have been made in recent years to stamp racism out of national game, you still hear some appalling things on the terraces.
I sit in the Bycars End at Vale Park, occasionally with my young children, and frankly I’m appalled at some of the industrial language and the abuse – because that’s what it is – that we have to listen to.
Yes, it goes without saying that the referee and the linesmen are rubbish (aren’t they all when a decision goes against your team?) but that doesn’t prompt me to question their parentage.
Then there are those fans who believe that shouting abuse at their own team’s players is some sort of genius reverse-psychology which will make them perform better.
All I can say is it wouldn’t make me want to work any harder.
At this juncture I should point out that I don’t believe Port Vale or Stoke City supporters to be any worse than fans of any other football team in England when it comes to the abuse they dish out to visiting teams, managers or officials.
Arsene Wenger may hold a special place in the hearts of some Potters fans but I would suggest that is more because he has made a habit of belittling a Potters team whose style of play has become a real thorn in the side of his high-flying Gunners.
Let’s not forget, he also didn’t endear himself to the red and white half of our city with his over-the-top rant against Ryan Shawcross for the tackle which broke the leg of Welsh international Aaron Ramsay.
The Frenchman certainly has a penchant for melodrama and hyperbole – which, of course, makes him perfect for the role of a Premier League manager.
When I spoke about terrace chanting previously, one bloke told me that, as it’s a football match, I have to accept that abuse of players, managers and officials goes with the territory.
Pardon me, but I don’t think children should have to be excluded because certain people need to wash their mouths out. Or is football no longer a sport which families can attend together?
Strangely, I never hear any of this sort of thing when sitting in a packed crowd at Lord’s, Trent Bridge or Edgbaston watching England’s cricketers.
The players may indulge in a little light ‘sledging’ of the opposition batsmen but you simply don’t hear the sort of abuse prevalent at football grounds from cricket followers.
Football, it seems, has its own low standards which I believe have as much to do with the game’s governing bodies, so-called celebrities and national media hype as they do with the fact that it is still regarded as the game of the ‘working classes’.
After all, this is a sport where some of the game’s leading lights excuse racist and bigoted comments by blaming ‘cultural differences’ and fail to challenge the most cynical actions of high-profile players.
It is a game where those top players continue to earn vast sums of money and are still allowed to represent their country after getting away with the kind of behaviour which would see them in clink if they did it in front of a copper up ’Anley on a Friday night.
It is a game where some fans think it is OK to boo an opposition player for having suffered an horrific injury or think it is acceptable to abuse people on account of their sexuality or brand them a ‘gypo’ because they have long hair.
Arsene Wenger may indeed be a whingeing Frenchman but he also may have a point when he says that one day soon football will have to get its house in order.