Banned for making me try to associate the situation to other roles, like the mods are the angels and we're the devils bringing hell to the place just so they have to clean it all. A less poetic analogy that would probably be closer to reality, is that mods are street cleaners and we're drunk teenagers...although you'd completely redefine the word "teenager", Helen.
Banned for finding out the truth about our virtual hell. We are all a bunch of cyborgs, my mother says that everyone from my generation and after must have been born with electric cables instead of umbilical cords. That's why we know so much about computers and want to have them around us. There was a customer at the mva, she was walking around with her laptop open. Think she needs an i phone? Banned for making me think about all of this
The Mighty oak was once a little nut that stood its ground
Banned for suggesting it's okay to ask people you DO know about their mental disorders
What, in all the world, could I do to earn my living and still live as myself, as I knew myself to be? Temporary masks, I knew, had their place; everyone was wearing them, they were the human rage; but not masks cemented in place until the wearer could not breathe and was eventually suffocated.