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Goldust And Me: A Social Media Experience
Written by Scott Anderson   
Nov 02, 2011 at 06:00 PM

You know how it goes: “Like me on Facebook, follow me on Twitter, yadda yadda yadda.”  Less than a year ago WWE was entirely dismissive of social media; the ‘voice of WWE’ Michael Cole would denounce anyone on the roster who attracted a following through the internet as “a nerd” and “a loser.”  Now Cole’s plugging his own Twitter and encouraging fans to ‘like’ the next pay-per-view or to use a given hashtag for the evenings show.  And still putting the verbal boot into the nerds wherever he can.  Go figure.

Like all tools of disseminating information and promoting product, sooner or later the corporate machine swings into place, and savvy users of social media modify their use or understanding of what they’re reading within that model.  But we’re not writing social media off, not by any length.  Because with social media comes the good (Vickie Guerrero tweeting pictures of herself in a bikini) as well as the bad (Vickie Guerrero tweeting pictures of herself in a bikini).

This is a story of the bad.  This is the story of Goldust and me.

I'm a great fan of social media.  I use Facebook for keeping in touch with friends, for easy access to cracked.com, and for posting prog-rock music videos when I'm drunk and bored at home on a Friday night.  But I'm a particular fan of Twitter; in particular I love the potential it has for conversations, with friends, between people with shared interests, with public figures who I may otherwise would never get close to, despite how dedicated the stalking.

Here's me:


 

 

 

 

 

 

Feel free to follow, but be warned I'm not kidding about the politics.  Or real beer.  Or, indeed, cats.

Now, there's this guy, you may've heard of him:

 

 

 

 

 

 

The man born as Dustin Rhodes has a fair Twitter following.  His 120,000+ followers isn't too shabby - true not a patch on John Cena's 1,000,000+ or Zack Ryder's 270,000+, but he's beating my measly 300-odd (some very odd) followers. 

But there lies my tragic tale.  For I am not among one of Goldie's' followers.  Indeed, if I am to click on the "follow" button under his profile, this is what I see:



Goldust has, *sob*, Goldust has blocked me. I can't follow him, and he'll never see any tweets I may send in his direction.  The shame.

I didn't realise at first - Twitter doesn't notify you when someone blocks you.  I first noticed when I saw a retweet from Goldust on my timeline, and realised I hadn't seen any recent posts from the Golden One for a while.  Finding I'd been blocked, I started to wonder what I'd done to so upset the professional wrestling veteran.

I'm not one to send "LOL FAG" type replies to anyone, let alone public figures.  Abuse or dickish questions are not my thing, either.  I've conversed, sometimes critically, with figures ranging from politicians to pro-wrestlers, and I didn't think I've done anything to cause anyone to decide to block me.  Indeed, I possess a small measure of Twitter-fu; once I was tweeted in the same evening by Neil Gaiman and Kevin Smith.  I'm sure that earns me some kind of merit badge!  (At this point I can hear Michael Cole call me a nerd).

But what had I done to the former Black Reign?  What slight, what offence had I delivered to this veteran, this iconic personality of professional wrestling, who I had at times conversed with from time to time (despite not being qualified to be part of his Twitter harem of female followers he seems to be accruing).

So, I trawled back through my Twitter feed, trying to find the last time I'd sent a tweet to Dusty Rhodes Jr.  Eventually I came to this exchange.  It started with Goldust, tweeting this:

@WWGoldust:  "Tell your mum I said hi"

"Ok," I thought, "one thing I can discount is that he's sending this tweet to his half-brother, Cody."  The formerly dashing Rhodes brother isn't on Twitter, and lacking any other context to put this within I considered what response, if any, I should give to this.

@buzzandhum:  "I told my mum you said ‘hi', she said she doesn't remember you.  What name were you using in New Zealand in the 70s?"

And that was it. Ker-BLOCKED!

What sore point did I strike with Goldust?  What dark secret did I strike too close to the bone with?  Does Dustin Rhodes have some sordid past, rampaging his way through the ring-rats of 1970s Aotearoa for On the Mat shows, sowing his wild oats here and there, indeed willy (with a bit of nilly?)  Could he, perhaps, actually be my father?  A golden Darth Vader to my wide-eyed farm boy?

After brief moments of fancy about laying claim to my heritage as the grandson of The American Dream I had to discount this as extremely unlikely. Unless young Dustin was an extremely advanced and fertile four year old at the time I was conceived, the chances were slimmer than Goldust getting a WWE title run. 

Still, for a man whose character was based around such equal-opportunity sexuality during the 90s, who is to say?

I ponder.  What was it about my reply that made Goldust decide I was worth blocking?  Did I catch him in a bad mood?  Does he actually know my mother and think my quip was in poor taste? (I asked her again, she still doesn't remember Goldust. And, given his time on NXT, and now his lengthy absence due to injury, I'm sure she's not alone in not remembering him...)

Of many interesting and odd interactions I've had through Twitter this is by far the most bizarre, which I guess befits Goldust's claim that he is "one of the most bizarre Superstars in WWE history. It may not be the strangest (MVP's action figures battles are higher in the ‘strange' stakes) and by no means the funniest (again, MVP's action figure battles...), but certainly amusing in an oddly perplexing way.

What about you - what's your oddest experience with a wrestling identity on Twitter?  What's your best, and worse, on social media in the world of professional wrestling?  Leave a comment below, and like NZPWI on Facebook, follow us on Twitter and, ah, you know...

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