Hope it wasn't something I said
The Raven it seems has flown back to Mirkwood - the dark forest from whence he came. Fare thee well Daniel and Godspeed.
All of the warning signs were there. Wednesday:
No, I told myself, I will never allow this forum for the exploration of all that is wonderful and compelling about the human condition to become a simple "news of the weird" kind of curio shoppe. I'd rather talk of lofty things and contemplate our infinite potential as a species.
Culminating with:
From this desk, the view is that Salonblogs is following the exact pattern we've seen established on BBSs, Usenet, and other online communities:
Founding members establish a robust community. Community attracts members of like-minded individuals. "Old-timers" clique develops. Cohorts develop. Spamming idiots infiltrate. Quality of community degrades. Old-timers begin outward migration. Community becomes a ghost town inhabited by freaks and misfits.
We aren't at the ghost-town level yet, and there is a solid community of core writers still anchoring the concept, but I see the pattern is holding even here, despite initial predictions that Weblogging would be organically immune to the effect. There's a thesis in here somewhere.
The Michael Jordon of Slogsville has left the building.
3:35:03 PM 
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