Dear Bandfleshers,
I've posted before about how I didn't think any community that had so many of my favorite people in it could be a bad place, and I sometimes cruised through and snort-laughed at the ridiculous things you all posted. Lea pointed me to a comment thread on Pete and Patrick's Guiness Book interviews and the hypothetical things they'd say and I ended up leaving that tab open for DAYS. It was not even the funniest thing you had going, but it killed me. You lost a lot of hilarious stuff, and sweet stuff, and comforting stuff, and I'm very sorry.
I know bandflesh meant a lot to you guys. It meant something to me too, mostly because many of you have formed very tight bonds of friendship, and I've gotten to enjoy your company and your jokes.
Fandom should be outraged by what happened, so far as I'm concerned. Anyone who, for whatever reason, would decide to go through and systematically delete and erase an entire community should be run out of fandom on a rail. I almost hate to address it because I'm afraid that someone somewhere is sitting back and really getting a kick out of what they did and how it made all of you feel, and I don't want to give them an ounce more of satisfaction, but honestly. Word will get out eventually, and I am going to really enjoy the public shaming and shunning that are sure to happen.
Until then, I hope that you guys start where you left off, even if at first it doesn't feel the same. I hope you enjoy many more years of wooden legs and stories about robots and less than subtle code names. I hope you'll keep sharing the fun, and helping each other through the things that aren't fun, and being the hilarious, generous, sometimes spiteful, always entertaining community you've always been.
You're part of what keeps bandom going, dudes. Some of us appreciate that more than you know.
With much love and regret,
Giddy
I've posted before about how I didn't think any community that had so many of my favorite people in it could be a bad place, and I sometimes cruised through and snort-laughed at the ridiculous things you all posted. Lea pointed me to a comment thread on Pete and Patrick's Guiness Book interviews and the hypothetical things they'd say and I ended up leaving that tab open for DAYS. It was not even the funniest thing you had going, but it killed me. You lost a lot of hilarious stuff, and sweet stuff, and comforting stuff, and I'm very sorry.
I know bandflesh meant a lot to you guys. It meant something to me too, mostly because many of you have formed very tight bonds of friendship, and I've gotten to enjoy your company and your jokes.
Fandom should be outraged by what happened, so far as I'm concerned. Anyone who, for whatever reason, would decide to go through and systematically delete and erase an entire community should be run out of fandom on a rail. I almost hate to address it because I'm afraid that someone somewhere is sitting back and really getting a kick out of what they did and how it made all of you feel, and I don't want to give them an ounce more of satisfaction, but honestly. Word will get out eventually, and I am going to really enjoy the public shaming and shunning that are sure to happen.
Until then, I hope that you guys start where you left off, even if at first it doesn't feel the same. I hope you enjoy many more years of wooden legs and stories about robots and less than subtle code names. I hope you'll keep sharing the fun, and helping each other through the things that aren't fun, and being the hilarious, generous, sometimes spiteful, always entertaining community you've always been.
You're part of what keeps bandom going, dudes. Some of us appreciate that more than you know.
With much love and regret,
Giddy