Today I had to have a talk with my inner troll.
I was reading a book online today and came across an ugly description of one of my friends and personal heroes. The physical description was demeaning and inaccurate. The description of my hero’s behavior was completely out of character.
The writer described how he had gone nose to nose with the person I admired. He stated that he had talked down to him, physically and verbally. By physically, the man stated how my hero was the shorter of the two and that he looked down his nose while delivering a lecture on my hero’s shortcomings.
He went on to describe how the two had crossed paths later. This time my friend appeared before a congressional hearing. President Ronald Reagan had appointed my friend to serve as a U.S. Assistant Secretary for Defense. The author of the book described how he had the satisfaction of a congressional member pressing my hero on his ability to work with congressional staff. My friend passed the hearings and received the appointment.
The author then implied that my hero’s career simply evaporated into obscurity.
In fact, my hero retired from federal service and went on to become president of a Fortune 500 company. A few years later, President George W. Bush appointed my hero to serve as vice president in the office of the University of California to oversee the management of the federal research labs. In this responsibility, my hero received credit for correcting security issues in a system with over 12,000 employees and billions of dollars in annual budget.
My inner troll said told me to rant to correct the inaccuracies of the book. Then it occurred to me that by correcting this person online, I would only be promoting the very book and the very person who detracted from my hero. Thus, I have vented my inner troll here without mentioning the book and without pouring fuel on a fire that will just die with the passing of time.