The moderation of Misery
Or should that be, "The misery of being a moderator"?
Let’s not mince words here. CM and RYS before it go through moderators like Grateful Dead drummers. It’s wasn’t an entirely pleasant experience for us in late 2010 and early 2011 but worth entering into the historical record none the less.
Fab stepped in early on to keep us from running aground on August 1. I've always thought our quest for blog self improvement was admirable but the "Are we doing this right?"-type posts got old quick. Maybe it's just me, but if I want to reflect, I look in a mirror.
We all owe Fab a round of applause for starting this blog off right and trying his best to keep things from going into the shitter. Without CM, I still might be typing this but nobody would understand what I’m saying. It would be like my normal lecture class. Besides all that, he has the happiest damn picture in the blogaworld (or whatever you call it).
The trouble all started one dark and stormy night...
Keeping us knuckleheads in line can be exhausting so Fab handed the reins over to The Lovely and Talented Leslie K. She began a great series of responses from readers here and here and, later, here. The last is my favorite because it reminded me of a great insult: jerkface, my third vocabulary word learned by CM. (Ennui, fucktard, jerkface and shugartits, if you're curious.)
Leslie kicked ass and posted data but it wasn’t all fun and graphs. She had some problems with commenters who got out of line, though I didn’t think it got so bad that we deserved this.
Really, were we that horrible? Well, crap, I guess we were.
Don’t worry folks. This hysterical, historical review won’t end on a down note. I still have to talk about all those awesome articles people keep posting!