An Ode to My Trolls

This one is for fun, but with an important message

This one’s for the trolls.
The haters.
The PhD-level commenters with zero followers and anime profile pics.

Out of all the people you could pay attention to—
you choose me.

You tell me I’m stupid.
Ugly.
Annoying.
And I hear it.
Not the insult—
the devotion.

Because every time you engage,
You whisper to the algorithm:
“His content stirs something deep inside me.”
And the algorithm whispers back:
Say less.

When you roast my voice, my face, my vibe—
It’s almost romantic.

You want me to have your exact opinions,
In a different face,
With a slightly deeper voice
And way less confidence.

You don’t follow me.
You don’t like me.
And yet, you comment.
And comment.
And comment.

Which tells our Zuckerberg sky-daddy:
“This person? They activate the village.”

So keep trolling, baby.
You are the wind beneath my click-through rate.
The engagement ring I never knew I needed.

And to the troll who said,
“This is the dumbest thing I’ve ever seen”—
You watched the entire thing.

Daddy sees you.
Daddy loves you.
Daddy’s thriving because of you.

So go ahead.
Leave a comment, baby.
Share it to your story.

Daddy needs a Discovery boost.

While this poem was meant to be sassy, witty and humorous, it also serves as a reminder that the best thing you can do when you find a content creator problematic is to ignore. This is easier said than done, of course. It’s the job of any marketer, whether they are on social media or off of it, to beckon your attention.

When I shared this on my socials, many people enjoyed it so I wanted to share here. Many people have asked that I write an ode to my “fans.” I will see if I can make this work, but for now, an ode to my trolls is much more engaging ;) - Joe