There were about 4 or 5 people who really seemed hell bent to make this place all about bitching. The line of demarcation for me was the forum blaster.
I never minded cruncle's shit and barrel posts. I didn't enjoy them, but he was just one flavor among many that I didn't care for. Most of the time. He had a dark sense of humor that I dug, but I just don't care to see dead people. While we'd probably never be friends IRL, I did enjoy the posts of his that I /could/ enjoy.
DRZ's constant piss matches with the admins were wearying. Nobody ever knew better than the karett's. The real debater's were on their way out when I joined.
This place was hilarious. It was informative. I grew here. It is a very special part of my history that my family will never be privy to.
But the skin has drawn tight around the bones. As much as I wish it weren't true, the nourishing bosom has drooped to the waist. The magic is gone. I'm just sad that I wasn't here sooner to witness more of it.