Cara nge-hide komen kasar di Instagram

August 16, 2017

Baru merhatiin di Instagram ada fitur buat hide abusive comments. Sepertinya, ini udah ada sejak tahun lalu. Fitur ini sangat berguna bagi para user IG yang punya banyak haters – bukan saya pastinya 😛 , biar energi ga habis gara-gara makan ati atau balesin komen-komen ga jelas.

Untuk ke pengaturnya, masuk ke Options kemudian cari Comments di bagian Settings


Kalau filternya aktif, pemilik akun IG dan pengunjung tidak akan pernah bisa melihat komen kasar yang masuk. Satu-satunya yang masih bisa melihat komen kasar ini adalah orang yang memposting komen, yang pastinya tidak sadar kalau orang lain tidak akan bisa melihat komen yang dia posting. Jadi, hasrat ngebully nya terlampiaskan tapi tidak ngefek buat si pemilik akun IG dan pengunjung lain.



June 7, 2014

By Rudyard Kipling, 1909.

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too:
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise;

If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;
If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim,
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same:.
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build’em up with worn-out tools;

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings,
And never breathe a word about your loss:
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: “Hold on!”

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much:
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son!