Was about to answer the billionaires one, realized there are better ways to spend this limited beautiful moment of life than being virtually shouted at.
How about you?
Was about to answer the billionaires one, realized there are better ways to spend this limited beautiful moment of life than being virtually shouted at.
How about you?
It happens all the time, but it’s usually because I realize that either:
That last one I like to call “spotting the hill I don’t wanna die on”
Really well put.
I responded to a “why do Conservatives feel x” sort of of post as I have a few conservative friends and we’d talked about it.
Ended up in a multi day back and forth where I was accused of being everything from Hitler to sociopathic and had one person follow my comments around for a while afterwards.
And in the end? I feel no one was informed and none of it had any reward.
…are you me?
No, you’re me.
As a serial comment deleter in rehabilitation, I try hard to not post things that I feel likely I could end up deleting. That’s why sometimes I don’t click submit.
I didn’t know people were allowed to research before commenting! /s
Yeah, I try to limit it, but occasionally there will be some half-ass historical event or fact that I remember as part of my argument and I’ll go to look it up and realize the actual facts of the matter contradict whatever point I was trying to make. So then I just delete the comment and move on, “Well… I guess I didn’t have anything to say about that after all.”