I don't want to sound like a pretentious twat, and I don't really assume that anyone cares...but just incase anyone does, and wonders why I've disappeared...
I'm taking a wee sabbatical from QZ. For the most part, I love this place, and the guys and gals who post here. For the past few years, you guys have become part of my life, and QZ a huge part of my day-to day goings on.
However, it is getting a bit run down, and a bit of a joke. There are a couple of posters, and I'm sure you all know at least one I speak of, that really boil my blood. And I mean to the extent I want to hit them. One of those guys, in particular, keeps turning up when banned, and is now abusing me through facebook and e-mail. I have tried to help him in a way, but he is beyond that, and is driving more and more people away by the day.
I miss the days where QZ was was rich in intelligent debate and humourous, but tasteful banter. Even when subjects get touchy, the majority of us know how to act with a modicum of respect, and treat certain things with sensitivity. I know I can be a tit at times, but at least the majority know I'm just having a laugh :) Now, I'm not saying that kind of carmeraderie has completely disappeared, but we are slowly turning into a band of moaners and folk who deliberately set out to humiliate, infuriate and argue for the sake of having a fight - even when it means interfering in topics they couldn't care less about. And then there's the idiots who are just so stupid they can't see why they *have* to disappear. And what do we do with these trolls? We feed them.
Even the "collecting" forum has become infested with idiots who PM about stuff they're "interested" in but then never, ever get back to you when you say an item is available.
One day, QZ will learn, and just not respond to these freaks. And they will disappear - leaving us to get back to what we do best....mass debating :)
Until then, I'm off. For those who do care, you can get me at facebook, and we can talk Queen or have a laugh 'til the cows come home.....
If I don't see you there, give me a shout when the wanks have gone.
All the best
It ain't about how hard you can hit, it's about how hard you can get hit: how much you can take and keep moving forward. That's how winning is done!