Well folks, I got home around noon, driving 900 miles the last few days to wrap up 110 days on the road this year. While I am on the road, Mrs. Fin moderates most of this forum. She flags threads and posts for me to review when I get home. I've spent most of the last five hours reviewing the posts and threads she has flagged for me to look at.
I'm at wits end with some here. I've hoped that issuing stern warnings might change some behavior. Obviously, that hasn't worked with some.
Some seem to have no concern or care as to how they behave on this forum. Some admit to being here just to "stir the chit." Some have a strange sense of humor that is not found humorous by others, often including me. Some cannot have a debate without the name calling, hanging tags/labels. Some can' resist the chance to derail most any thread they engage in, usually within the first five posts. Some just cannot resist the temptation to keep old spats going by posting stupid comments when their favorite target makes a post. Some communicate in a way that would result in a tooth inventory if they spoke in that manner while face-to-face.
Not sure what the hell to do. I've got enough on my hands that I really don't need the babysitting that comes with a small handful here. Whatever I decide to do, as pissed as I am right now, probably best I let Mrs. Fin continue with the moderating today.
I'm at wits end with some here. I've hoped that issuing stern warnings might change some behavior. Obviously, that hasn't worked with some.
Some seem to have no concern or care as to how they behave on this forum. Some admit to being here just to "stir the chit." Some have a strange sense of humor that is not found humorous by others, often including me. Some cannot have a debate without the name calling, hanging tags/labels. Some can' resist the chance to derail most any thread they engage in, usually within the first five posts. Some just cannot resist the temptation to keep old spats going by posting stupid comments when their favorite target makes a post. Some communicate in a way that would result in a tooth inventory if they spoke in that manner while face-to-face.
Not sure what the hell to do. I've got enough on my hands that I really don't need the babysitting that comes with a small handful here. Whatever I decide to do, as pissed as I am right now, probably best I let Mrs. Fin continue with the moderating today.