I have always treasured the honesty, clarity, and humility of PSM's posts. I miss him, and am always happy to see him return.
I share his opinion of mouse. I tried to be tactful with my words, with limited success. Tact is not my long suit. She's been on ignore a very long time. I have no doubt that she means well, but I don't enjoy the unending torrent of context-free bad news.
Recently I started a thread about some outrage or other, and it was merged with mouse's post on the same subject. I didn't see it because I don't read those threads. I've decided not to respond to them. But now it seems that I have. I don't blame the mods, merging threads is one of the many little tasks they do to keep this place sane and useful.
So now I won't offer any more commentary on topical outrages, because I don't care to lend my voice to a river of garbage.
That's chilling of speech in action. Not free speech; this is private property, and the dynamics of this place leads me to place a rather broad swath of topics off limits. It's no different than keeping away from certain topics with business associates, or in-laws, or family. But it is a change here, and a loss for me.
I'm not the first to experience this, and mouse is not the first or only voice to drive people who actually contributed thoughts written down for discussion away from this place.
I think PSM's points about social media are also spot on. Like Moonbeam, I find services tailored to short attention spans uninteresting. One of things I value about this place is the old threads and the knowledge within them. I find it educational and entertaining to see how some of those mini essays have stood the test of time. That's is so difficult as to be nearly impossible on Facebook, and mining twits for wisdom is a fool's errands. Our society has elevated snark to an art form, and forsaken thought and knowledge.
I've been coming here less of late, and I rather expect that trend to continue. I'm not going to stomp off in a huff, but rather fade away.
It's too bad, but all good things must come to an end. My life is rich, and the good things I learned here, the friends I made, the fun I had will always be with me. Like PSM I'm older than when I joined, both harder and softer, and letting go is one of the lessons of old age.
Peace,
Silver