Suzanne Harrington: Sorry trolls, I'll keep calling out misogyny until it becomes unacceptable
When I write stuff, once I press send I never see it again. I don’t hang out online, other than to share wombat memes with friends who tend to be yoga teachers and skint artists, rather than shiny meedja types. I don’t frequent media hubs, real-life or digital, because I don’t know any. I just sit here in my pyjamas, clicking away into the void. It’s how I like it.
So it’s something of a surprise when an editor tells me that the trolling in reaction to one of these little columns has been so personally abusive that the comments had to be deleted. Good grief. Trolling? Abuse? Online hate directed at moi personally? Damn. I’d missed the whole shebang. Oblivious. Sorry, trolls.


