Complaints about moderation are obnoxious and are killing the community

[Dan Fromm]

Let's stop responding to complaints about moderation. Let's shun the complainers. Let them squeal as much as they want, just don't respond.

[Leigh]

Good idea.

- Leigh

[Sal Santamaura]

Let's stop responding to complaints about moderation. Let's shun the complainers. Let them squeal as much as they want, just don't respond.

Good idea...

I disagree. It's not a good idea, it's a fantastic, great, stupendous idea! One I implemented some weeks back.

[Vaughn]

+1 -- unless this reply also falls into the same catagory! ;o)

[Leigh]

How does that help the sense of community?

You keep prattling on about "community".

You've made less than 50 posts since you joined eight years ago.

Over half of those are related to your latest gripe fest, so you probably average two posts a year.

What the h*** do you know about community?
You've contributed nothing to the site.

- Leigh

[Jac@stafford.net]

It's easy to preach to the choir, but you learn a lot more by having a conversation with people of differing views. When those with differing views are written off as trolls, what purpose does that serve? How does that help the sense of community?

First, learn more about the community. How can you serve if you know nothing of this culture? Your views are not unique.
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[Sal Santamaura]

I'm afraid posts #5 and #6 do exactly what Dan suggested we stop doing.

[Vaughn]

I'm afraid posts #5 and #6 do exactly what Dan suggested we stop doing.

One of my favorite Zen stories is about 3 monks with a vow of silence. One says something and another monk says "You broke your vow, we are not suppose to talk!" -- then the third says, "Now look, both of you have broken your vows!"

[Dan Fromm]

I'm afraid posts #5 and #6 do exactly what Dan suggested we stop doing.

+1

Shun means shun. It doesn't mean interact with.

[Jac@stafford.net]

Three Zen masters were on a mountain retreat for solitude. After three years one says, "The soup is sour." Four years later the second master said, "I thought it was too sweet." Eight years pass and the third master suddenly jumped up and stomped away screaming, "All you guys do is bitch, bitch, bitch!"

And he was right!