Oh, good. I'll just blow up the beach raft, uncork a bottle of Merlot, and turn up the tunes then. :D
Ha! I was thinking about Stevie Nicks/Fleetwood Mac today. I didn't know why. :P
Thank you for posting this. As someone who found the yesterweb right as it was imploding, I have been trying to piece together what happened because I also found the entire thing very bizarre.
The way it was structured, I think it was doomed from the start. You can't essentially create an organisation (esp a hierarchal one, which is what HAPPENS with fandoms, even those with the best intentions and people active in them) from a movement, especially a movement that should by its nature mean different things for everyone. I'm sure a lot of people hate me for saying that, but eh. *shrug*
Taking what is essentially an anarchistic movement and imposing a rigid structure upon it, is completely illogical and, as demonstrated, ultimately self defeating. Taking peoples' happy, creative, interactive space and subverting it with a secret agenda of control and dogmatic indoctrination is shitbaggery at its worst.
YES. Oh my gosh, YES. Exactly. I'm so relieved I'm not the only person who thinks that way!
I love your mind. I love everything that you are, Kyrrin. "S" = a feature, NOT a bug. You can do so many things with your mind that most people only dream of. You are fucking amazing and so beautiful and wonderful. I am in awe of you. You are worth giving up immortality for! I promise you. And, FWIW, You have my complete admiration and love until the end of time.
Yes, I am "drunk posting", but it's something I've wanted to tell you since you first appeared in my world. I wish that you have every joy, and happiness, and adventure you ever dreamed of in this lifetime. You deserve it. You deserve everything good! You are soooo worth it! I fear that you don't hear that enough. in your life. You are worth everything! There, I said it. :)
I hope this isn't too overwhelming. It requires no comment. I just wanted you to know what I think of you. I wanted you to know that you are indeed, loved. I'm absolute shit at holding things like this in for very long. I'm sorry, sweety.