About

I came. I saw. It died.

Over the years, I have repeatedly had the experience that I join some forum and it grows dramatically while I am there. After I leave, it collapses in upon itself and becomes a shadow of its former self.

It felt to me like they grew dramatically because of me and they collapsed dramatically because I left. I considered calling this blog:

Confessions of a Forum Killer

After many years, I got my tunnel vision and ego out the way and concluded I didn't kill anything. At best, I arrived upon something already in its death throes and gave it mouth-to-mouth resuscitation until I was exhausted and bitter and angry.

When I stopped, sometimes it couldn't keep breathing on its own or it became a shadow of what it was under my influence. I was never given credit for temporarily breathing life into it. I've stopped feeling guilty or in any way responsible for the fate of communities too stupid to give me reason to stay.

Like many other projects of mine, this site languished for a long time and I made repeated attempts to rethink, reconfigure, relaunch before something kind of gelled.

Whatever long, drawn out backstory it has, it's probably more accurate to suggest "I was sick for a long time and couldn't get my act together." And then, as someone said in Monty Python:

I got better.

8 May 2026