I'll post this again...
"Son, we live on a message board that has rules. And those rules have to be ruled with mods with lock buttons. Who's going to do it? You?! You Xennifer? They have a greater responsibility than you can possibly fathom. You weep for the old board, and you curse the new board. You have that luxury. You have the luxury of not knowing what they know. That the o-board's death, while tragic, probably saved time. And the new boards existence, while grotesque and incomprehensible to you saved time. You don't want the truth because deep down inside in places you don't talk about at the old board, you want the new board, you NEED the new board. We use words like "rules, chat threads, and locked". We use these words as the backbone of six months creating something. You use them as a punchline. I have neither the time nor the inclination to explain myself to a woman that rises and types on the very message board they provide, but questions the manner in which they provide it. I would rather you had just said "Thank you", and went on your way. Otherwise I suggest you go to the old board and become a mod. Either way, I don't give a damn what you think you are entitled to."
