Well, my last post probably started out at page five--with the pedophiles to my left, and the impostors to my right. I wonder if that is why I cannot access those pages. I guess SoulCast doesn't take too kindly to being impersonated. Of course, I cannot imagine any other of the mocked users are fond of such behavior, but they don't weld such powers.
And I always tell myself that I am not going to get drawn up in the drama that is SoulCast. I come for an escape. I just want a cocktail, not a bloomin' bar brawl.
But I cannot deny what I read. I have an RSS feed of SoulCast's newest posts sent to my BlackBerry several times a day. It takes mere minutes for me to uncover the mass proliferation of disturbing words and links. I've seen those who choose to hide behind multiple names--multiple tongues, even--in a feverent, dark effort to further their cause.
Is this the price that must be paid to have a censor-free site? Perhaps. It seems a little too steep to me. And yet, I relish my freedom.
Where to find that happy balance? And is peer policing really an option? I don't know, since I can see the potential for abuse and sabotage.
For those who were drawn in by my promises of a SoulCast-based blog ban? Groundless speculation, of course. But can I not be interesting and erroneous at the same time? Regardless, of the truth behind the SoulCast fueled error messages, I still have hope for some form of justice.
Maybe if we leave the bad ones enough rope, they'll hang themselves. That's what I keep hoping for, anyway. For how do you protect the rights of one, without infringing upon another?
