“In here also you come kah?” complained a user minute after a seemingly familiar message appeared on the forum board at one of Sarawak online websites. “Stay in Sarawak Talk lah, fuck your mother there!!!”
“Why the panicky, sonny,” comes a quick reply. It continues, “If you're still haunted by schoolgirl feelings of being targeted, it may be that somebody around you is behaving like an adolescent brat."
Click on the post, it reveals the content: “ … too bad you have to deal with me today. If you know what’s good for you, collect your religion and get the fuck out of here!!!”
Windows refreshed, new post from the first poster asks, “Who you think you are???"
It was answered almost instantly: “ My name’s Bond… J@mes anak Bond. WHO R U TO TELL WHICH RELIGION IS GOOD or BAD???!!!”
The ‘swearing’ began. The two strangers continue to reply to each other for the next 20 minutes, and not a post made it across without missing the beat and the F.U.C.K. As the argument between them piled on, one can nearly felt they should be trading punches by now had it not for the fact that Internet don't have enough megabytes for physical contacts between surfers. Virtual punch-ups perhaps; in reality not a blood spills out although the ego can sometime feel the pinch. Here in the cyber jungle their only weapon is their words, and that's what they used against the other. Sarcasm, sarcasm and more sarcasm!
The little war between the two 'gladiators' continues on until late afternoon. The forum painfully sees several ‘thread posts’ attributed to them: one post would respond to the earlier post and, as expected, it was quickly countered by the other.The audience stays away from the warfare, reading their posts but no one interfering. As the affair becoming personal between them, straying away from the original topic of discussion, noone bothers to click on their posts any longer.
One of them finally logged out of the online forum, it seems. No clear winner. The room can agree, the two posters were equally good at running the opponent down. But what was that for? Has it done any good to either one of them?
J@mes anak Bond knew he had accomplished his mission. The other person he was battling with for the past half an hour was initially busy shouting abuses at a religion without respect to anyone on the forum and despite of repeated calls by concern users for this anti-religion to stop, he kept going on.
'Anak Bond' was browsing the forum when he chanced upon this poster shouting like some charasmatic 'preacher' as if the end of the world is nigh and that it was the fault of that other religion. His posted messages took up most space on that forum board, no thanks to the scrolling or multiposting. Bond could have said to himself, "That's not my religion, why should I care".
But why not, it's not such a bad thing to shoot this mocking bird down, Anak Bond tells himself. So he figures a way to silent him or her.
He writes, "Are you in the mood to kick it up a notch, take it over the top and spoil yourself rotten?"
He added, " Because you continue to remind me of that toilet paper with proud slogan THICKER, STRONGER and USE LESS!"
" You bet, I have the urge to poop now!" Bond announces.
That did not stop the other person, whom Anak Bond presumed a HE, from continue nagging, only this time they talk about something else, about their personal conflict, about whose dick is longer than the other, about who's the better son-of-a-bitch between them, about themselves. A diversion!..... steering them away from the religion issue.
After the other fella had left, Anak Bond continues reading the other posts on the forum board, feeling a little better now that the 'noise' has gone. He reads a post about 'Sarawak and its impossible railway train'. Engrossed, he didn't notice a tiny post emerges somewhere on the light greenish surface, saying "T.Q .... for fucking the preacher".
It has been three years now since J@mes anak Bond had participated in several Sarawak online forums. He's not a Webmaster, a moderator or even devoted member of a particular website. Like a lone wolf, free and adventurous, he travels to where his Internet mood leads him, making friends along the way, and enemies, too.
Most of the times, it was the anti-Bond who usually had him pre-occupied with their daily 'showdown'...... or because Anak Bond wants them to be pre-occupied with him, and spare the room from their nonsense speech. Asked what he hopes to gain from all the 'fighting', Anak Bond says: "Let me go home and think of a correct answer. But right now I can tell you it's fun to argue with people online, it's fun shooting down mocking birds.
Have you been hit yourself?
" I know the day will come," he says.
" In the meantime let's rock and roll !"
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