I got carried away in my violent administrative fantasies, and I forgot to write what I meant to write.

Over here, I spent a tiny bit of free time watching a shitstorm to which I can feel virtuous and amused in my distance of not being involved.

You see, on the same board, where that fight takes place, I have been known to voice my opinions. And, occasionally, I may overstate or overreact. But, in the end, I am a free speech activist at heart, so when there is hand-wringing of who can post and how they can post and what’s hateful and what’s funny, blah, blah, blah, I truly think let it ride and have the free market of ideas sort out the winners and losers. Or, just fucking pull up stakes and shut the fucker down. I guess, the last possibility is very clear community standards with policies written by the owner and rigor to enforce the rules.

I’ve actually asked for written policies and guidelines, and I have gotten hammered by people who think I’m too strident on the free speech beliefs. As a result, I edit myself far more than I used to, if only to save myself aggravation. {As a complete editorial aside, as though this whole site wasn’t purely editorial, and at the risk of alienating one person who reads this site, I do want to say what turned me off and led me to my own conclusions has been the responses evident currently on the board from the board administrators. Sometimes, I ask a straight question, because I want a straight unvarnished answer. It seems like the response has invariably been a snarky, smug “that’s for me to know and you to find out” kind of answer or an oh too clever smarmy reply bristling with martyrdom and patronization. Since it ain’t my board, I’ve given up on changing that dynamic. You know what? — To underscore and explain, I was going to point to a couple of “creative” writing exercises that used to warn the public about the content of the board. There had been two diferent levels from the main page, and they were really more stupid and condescending than clever. Thankfully, someone has had the sense to edit. I should rejoice in that, at least.}

Finally, for my own sanity I pretend to no one who is aware of this Boston Comedy microcosm that I believe the arena to have a taint of an “in” crowd/”out” crowd mentality. Some people can say what they want, some people can’t, and in the end some pigs are more equal than others.

So, now, watching this, I have distance, and I can laugh.

See, how mature I am?