Unfortunately, this has nothing to do with the various Michelle threads or Satan’s ass.
The ripples of the Loverock shenanigans are still felt to this day, and I am a little disheartened by it. I long for the day when a troll posted something and was both chastised and mercilessly hunted down. You knew that a random post without capitalization, punctuation, or coherent thought was some idiotic newcomer (or heatherlee) in the wrong place at the wrong time. A troll was a troll and everybody knew it.
Fast forward to the post-loverock era. Seemingly every time a new poster shows up lamenting over high school idiocy or pointlessly stupid crap their trollishness can’t just be accepted and subsequently destroyed.
I don’t like having my first thought be “Either this is a new idiot riding into town or a regular is just toying with us for a reaction.” I want to move past the doubt and retort with wit and thinly disguised bile, and then watch the fellow SDMBers do the same (and oftentimes in much funnier ways.)
Dangit, I just want to tear into trolls without having to wonder who the mystery person might be. I feel better now, time to go grab nachos and watch a couple showings of Sportscenter and everything will be OK again.
Well, shut my mouth. It’s also illegal to put squirrels down your pants for the purposes of gambling.