I'm not even sure why the moderation is set up the way it is. There's no way that any of the mods can be 100% truthful when they say that there is absolutely no mod bias on this site, when in reality most of the site's rules were made in response to specific users getting butt hurt over something. Of course, the rules were changed with users that are generally liked. What happened when Deci was flamed relentlessly day in and day out? Absolutely nothing.

All I'm saying is that if I actually had a voice in this regard there is no way I would create an environment where we have to tiptoe around certain user's feelings if we don't want a harsh ban. Either establish equal rules for us all to follow or have no rules at all.

Trust me. This stuff is being discussed. I raised my point. It's a mess. But, fuck. It's not mine. Not my fight, not my business. Folks'll figure things out. You'll see. Just a little fine tuning is needed is all.

Right. It's done folks.

Quote from: Sandtrap on December 12, 2014, 12:29:33 PM

And if you want to give it a shot, know that you're walking into the digital equivilent of a minefield.

I'm not one to refuse a challenge.

Although, as Nuka said, I don't want it to look like I'm promoting myself or trying to exploit your situation. If not me, then somebody else would be willing to give it their best effort. The main thing is that you don't worry about what would happen if you aren't around to have some sort of moderating influence - the site will continue working and the community will continue to function, whether in a state of gridlock or not.

Hey, I don't know. You might actually be able to do it. Like I said. I'm too fucking caring for my own good. I can look at folks and see what's on them. I can read their writing and see where they're going. I can dismantle them and break them down.

And, because of that, all I want to do is help. But, you're on the opposite end of the spectrum. Not to sound like a sack of old sacks, but maybe a soulless politician could be used at this point in time.

Jesus Christ Trappy here types fast.

I may be a zombie at this point but I can still move my fingers.

>Implying they do much there

It's all on Skype now.

Mod HQ is where we build walls. Great, big, walls of text. We built a perfect replica of the emipre state building you know.

Becoming "quiet" works pretty well.

That's tough though. Because this place is a routine. It's a daily part of my life. And getting sucked into all the drama that spawns is as well. I need to cut ties enough that my presence here is diminished. But I still have the connections to the folks that mean the most to me.

And a serious one at that. Because I'm at a crossroads here. Last night's ugly business with Camnator showed me something. I shouldn't be in the position I'm in right now. I shouldn't be a mod, in any sense of the word. And I'll tell you why.

I had a simple set of rules once. Let things be. As in, on the internet, you see shit going around, you turn your back and just pay no mind. And, it worked well.

But then I made friends. Not a bad thing. In fact it's probably saved my life this year, having some people to talk to and open up to.

But, it's a double edged sword as well. Because, when it comes down to it, I care too damn much. I care about folks too much that my own life is put on hold and shoved out of the way.

Push a friend of mine and I will jump in for them. If a friend of mine is in trouble or they feel shitty, I try my best.

But the fact is, this takes time. Time out of my own life, which I'm fighting for currently. I just got my second blast of chemo yesterday. And I feel like shit. I'm going downhill faster than I'd like to admit.

And on top of all this, I'm worrying about friends of mine, and getting sucked into the mod political court. It's a big huge fuck up of emotions and stresses. And if I let it, this will probably kill me too.

So I need to back the fuck up. Because, at the end of the day, I'm just a flatlander. I'm some fucking dude in a field somewhere.

I'm not a psychologist. I'm not a money maker. Just a dude.

I need to cut some of my ties here. I need to revert a little bit back to a quiet state, so that I can fight for myself. But I cant cut all the ties. Because being in the city showed that I can no longer stand up on my own two feet.

For starters, cutting all ties with the mod position would help. It would free up space and time for me to sit down, and do my own shit. And, going a little quiet on my end of things would help too.

But, that doesn't change the fact that right now, there's a few folks I can't turn my back on. Never will.

So. It seems pretty obvious what I'll pick. I need to restructure things a bit.

But I'm just asking you folks. Drama makes drama I guess. But I want to hear what you folks have to say on the matter. Because if I do this, I'm going to cut a lot of fucking ties. Previously, my name wasn't known very well for a damn reason. Because I liked to stay out of the fucking way.

Anywho. Shoot folks. Let's hear it.

Here's the verdict

I'm burning the bridges folks. My time here, is going down in flames. I'm going to hang on to the folks I deal with the most. But for the most part, I'm cutting ties. I'm going to limit my time here, because it's toxic to me in my state. All these ties and all the drama, will only bring me down faster.

I'm not leaving. But, my presence is going to be diminished.  But, here's the deal. You folks ever want to talk, I'm still here. But I'm going back to my old rule. Stay the fuck out of the way. I'll give help when I can. Advice if I can.

But your fights aren't mine. We're all adults here. You'll work stuff out, with, or without me. Just don't fucking let this place sink in flames you fucks. And do me a fucking favor and try to smile. And quit starting bullshit.

You sacks of old sacks know who you are.

I'm staff. I don't have the ability to lock. So I won't lock your thread.

Staff: 1
Filthy Normal Peasant: 0

Mother fucker people dropping off the grid like flies here. The fuck.

>Enough error names to have a zoo

May as well build Noah's Ark at this point.

Considering that last night, my mother exploded on my brother-in-law and they got into an argument, thus destroying any chances of having a relatively nice family meet up for Christmas, I feel you. Completely.

Christmas, was my last, decent thing I was trying to hang on to. But this bullshit happens every year, without fail. Something, no matter what, has to fucking happen at christsmas.

So, I'm not putting up with it. I can't fight it anyway, can't fucking change it if I tried. No matter how fucking sick I am or how shitty I feel because of the drugs in my system, I'm going to pack my fucking shit and go somewhere else for christmas.

Fuck it Kinder.

We're all fucking adults here. Not our business. Not our fight.

There's 26 bits of writing in my unfinished section of files. And currently I'm writing a story for a friend. Make it 27 in progress works.

Dats too many walls to move over here.

why do we allow this

Cam's a ballerina.

See why I tried to get you to talk a little bit a while back? Talking helps.

Quote from: Sandtrap on December 10, 2014, 04:56:03 PM

Quote from: BaconShelf on December 10, 2014, 04:29:23 PM

What? What is one person supposed to do against a FUCKING PLANE.

I'd be out of there the instant I saw a plane flying near my home.

Well, you see a plane coming at you, you don't have time to move. Looking at the picture of the house after the plane smashed into it, you can see that even if the woman moved and got her kids away, they wouldn't have made it far.

The thing is, it's actually surprising how much of the impact a fully grown human's body can absorb. That's why soldiers jump on grenades.

I remember seeing a picture a while back. It was from one of those areas in the world with rather frequent earthquakes. Point is, a house collapsed on a woman and her child. The woman sheltered her child by staying crouched over them on all fours. Point is, the woman died. But saved her kid.

I don't see why someone would do that though.

Called being a parent amigo.