A 17 year old boy has been arrested after he Tweeted some abuse to a British athlete for failing to pick up a medal.
According to the Guardian, a 17-year-old boy was arrested and bailed after Team GB diver Tom Daley retweeted his message telling him he had let down his dead father.
Dorset police said that the lad was arrested as part of an investigation into Twitter messages sent to Daley after he and team-mate Pete Waterfield missed out on a medal on Monday.
The kid has been bailed pending an investigation into other tweets he is supposed to have sent on his Twitter account.
Daley, 18, retweeted a message that said: "You let your dad down i hope you know that." The diver retweeted: "After giving it my all ... you get idiots sending me this ..."
Daley's father, Rob, died from cancer.
Speaking before the Olympics, Daley told the BBC that winning a medal would make all the struggles that he has had worthwhile. He said that was doing it for himself and his dad. Tragically Daley is British and therefore doomed to failure. If he had been American he would have won a gold and there would already be movie being made about him.
After the last tweet, others from the kid appeared to say sorry: "I'm sorry mate i just wanted you to win cause its the olympics I'm just annoyed we didn't win I'm sorry tom accept my apology."
But later another tweet to Daley read: "i'm going to find you and i'm going to drown you in the pool you cocky twat your a nobody people like you make me sick".
When people objected, the kid apparently tweeted: "i dont give a shit bruv i'm gonna drown him and i'm gonna shoot you he failed why you suporting him you c**t."
Whether it was responsible for Daley to direct the Twitter mob's infamous groupthink hatred towards a child being stupid on the internet is another question, let alone getting the police involved.
Assuming that these offensive delinquents (read off tweeters, not Amerigolds) know twat tit tis they tweet, but, notwithstanding that the twattling bovvers had not a proper raising, but yet somehow have managed to crib letters from the bog stalls without knowledge of how to correctly administrate them; well then, let those yobs become Grooms of a Gent's Close Stool, kept knee deep in flannel and some "It's behind you" pantomime for the space of one year, a study in public convenience, where they are to learn that civil duty within polite society precedes the civil liberty of a lout and his twitterish vollicitudes and set down only preferably in a skip. Then upon their swearing a pledge of pious responsibility, licence the wretched reprobates with a General Certificate of Secondary Comms for the right to tweet sweetly. Drink Tweeting should become strictly outlawed whereupon the tweetor should be strung from pillar box to post. A three shrikes law would then determine whether indeed a forlorn member of the twitterati needs be elevated to the rank of Raven Yard Bird.