My artistic representation of a trip into madness that took place on Twitter. The moment was too incredible not to immortalize in some way. Here's the obligatory background:

I wrote a controversial opinion in reply to a random Twitter post I came across. I'd prefer not to dive into details as to avoid the usual misunderstandings: The post was a response to someone making a version of the LGBT flag containing the word "pedosexual" on it. Since human stupidity was happening, I had a few remarks to make... and no I don't defend child molesters, anyone who accuses me of that really gets their butt kicked. I posted my opinions and said what I thought, then came back a few minutes later to check what was new.

Next thing I know, within a matter of minutes out of nowhere, people were screaming at Donald Trump and the FBI (their official Twitter accounts) that I'm a child abductor on the lose. At first it seemed like some idiot was just trolling, but the entire thing dragged on for the next couple of hours with several people getting involved: They tried to actually organize search parties to hunt for me across random American towns (I'm not even from the US), some of them kept trying to get both the FBI as well as the president involved, all while I kept receiving comments of the form "they're closing in on you now, the FBI is almost at your door, you're finished". Some guy who's apparently in the US navy and is considered hot stuff spearheaded this psychotic party... I understand he works at some rescue organization, in which he's probably just made a huge fool of himself.

I've dealt with countless nasty internet arguments especially recently. But never have I dealt with multiple people losing touch with reality on me, creating a fictional story in their heads, and literally descending into madness right before me. I admit it was entertaining as heck, but also beyond creepy... I had no idea how many legit psychopaths this internet could possibly harbor. After this I'm seriously pondering whether I should completely isolate myself from people with a few exceptions, before I lose whatever sanity I have left. I don't even... I seriously do not even.