We poke at them endlessly
With rods that are longer
Than we deserve them to be,
But how would you feel
Reading those comments?
Would you brush it all off,
Or curl in a ball?
Or could you find humour
In your own little faultlines
You put out willingly?
I was doing the thing that annoys me the most in the world, and I was reading the comments on the Facebook Daily Mirror page. It winds me up something chronic, and yet I still do it. And this one annoyed me.
The ‘commenters’ were ripping into Holly Willoughby because she laughed at a comment someone else had made about Harry and Megan. She laughed at something that was genuinely quite funny and it made me worry about where we draw the line when laughing at people; people who have purposely put themselves out there in the first place.
I’m not talking about malicious comments, but genuinely funny observations. If we are not allowed to laugh at anything then surely anyone who goes to see a stand up comic is being evil? Where is this line? I’m not sure and it makes me feel uncomfortable not knowing.
When I was swimming competitively, I was in the local paper a lot. My school put the clippings on the sports hall notice board and some clever dick stuck a chewy milk bottle sweet over my picture so that it looked like I was holding it in my hands rather than the medal. Everyone was laughing at it but I had to admit that it was pretty funny, and so I left it there.
Harry and Megan have gone through hell and I am sure their skin is much thicker than mine. I’m sure they can put up with some comments that are genuinely funny? Who knows, it might have made them chuckle too?