WTF

Once upon a time, there was a website called the suicide project and it was a place where all different sorts of people could gather and express themselves, exchange ideas, cry together, laugh together, even discuss suicidal ideation and dreams. But one day, a troll appeared. Well, not really a troll, but someone more disturbed than the rest and started a hate fest. This hate fest manifested itself in different ways with different members. Pretty soon accusations were being hurled: Troll! Troll! Ban him! Ooh, look, someone is serial posting. Only one post per day! See the Rules. People could no longer differentiate between anger and hate. They no longer were tolerant of other people’s need for camaraderie, either in intellectually and emotionally. No Poetry! No songs! No drama! If one suggests tolerance, one is banished.

So do as you do in the world: pretend you are fine, absolutely fine. And act like a Hitler youth and report every perceived infraction, because it is after all, only the reporter’s site.
But things have a way of turning around or not.

I missed your post, unless it was about cherry pits, in which case, I read it but didn’t comment.
I’ll listen to you kid, until one of us gets banned.