Those still around are trying to not get shouted down from the rooftops.

I think we're accidentally building another 4chan-esque echo chamber and it's making me sad. Trying to figure out why we can't just let people like the things they like and not try to force our own narratives down each other's throats. But like, even me saying this feels like that, y'know?

But I'm happy you're here with me. Your notes make me smile. Thank you.