Lately I have been shocked to my very foundation, as I was forced to rethink my opinion of people whom I know through these boards, those people that to me are the embodiement of RPGC. I have seen these boards go from a bastion of life, creativity and humor into these dead and lifeless entities that they are today. The constant cynicism and downright mocking attitude of many of the new and old members has brought me to the realization that not all of whom I speak to are as polite and civilized as I had thought them to be. While the obvious choice is Manus, he has not been the only target of such attacks in recent times. I dont care about the blame that either party places at the other feet, all have their noses bloodied and none can walk away from this clean. That such blatently disrespectful and offensive behaviour can come from those whom I hold in high esteem makes this a bitter pill to swallow indeed. While I do not long for the “glory days” (mainly because they had their own set of problems) I believe that an effort has to be made to inject some hiumor and good-will back into these boards. The spirit of RPGC, that which I held very dear indeed, is dead, cold and shrivelled as I hold it to my breast. As cold as those without heart and without soul. I know not if I will stay, but that is neither here nor there. I only hope that some of what we had can be regained, for what we lost is precious indeed.
Our sense of community.
Thank you for listning to the ravings of a tired, cold and lonely old man.