notfulljack2 said: "what makes you think mrbasil will read this?

the report system sucks BAD and they ban some one like their drinking water"

notfulljack2 said: "what makes you think mrbasil will read this?

the report system sucks BAD and they ban some one like their drinking water"

Mindstormer said: "

It's unappreciation and assumed unfairness like that which causes us to reconsider why we're here to begin with.
Your example is utter nonsense."

notfulljack2 said: "lol i think we Defeated the great mindstormer thats why hes not posting back xD"

Misacorp said: "Dear Mr. Basil,

I am writing this as an open letter because I feel that the community has equal rights to know what is going on inside of me right now. My heart is beating, my muscles are hurting and my veins are being clogged up with cholesterole, but those are not things I would write letters about. Emotions, those states of mind which drive man into creativity, boredom or insanity, are what keep me up at night.

Roughly a month ago surprise hit me in the back of the head and said BasilMarket would be recruiting new moderators. The hit was hard. As I lay on the floor, unaware of anything that was not part of my brain's electric impulse system, I started asking questions. Questions I did not know the answer to. Neither did I know who would, so I asked them from anyone and noone, without a response. Why would we need new moderators? Are we not sufficient enough? What will happen to me, to Mindstormer, to the rest of us?

Days and weeks passed, summer got closer and everyone was chilling out, relaxing, and shooting some B-Ball outside of the school. Everyone but me. I watched, quietly, as the new moderators were selected. A shiny and glamorous team full of stars such as EenRite and Suama emerged from the depths of the internet, the pages of the Basilmarket forums. Like the sun rises higher up into the sky each day so did the new moderators. What used to be countless of hours of browsing the forums and deleting offensive posts from every other thread had suddenly become a walk through a ruined city where every thug, criminal and drug dealer vanishes as soon as you see them. If you see them.

You may have seen the Rugrats Movie, where Chuckie tells Tommy that when a new baby is born into a family the older child turns into a dog and is left outside in the rain, alone. When you purchase a new computer its predecessor has its information transferred to the immigrant and is then moved into the corner to collect dust. That is what happened to me, to Mindstormer, to Omar, Elu and Syko. We no longer feel appreciated, important and that our work is worth something. Instead despair and frustration drive us to the edge of depression.

IRC users may be aware of the phrase "Basil makes me lose faith in the internet" which mostly describes my feelings. Having Basilmarket as my homepage, seeing full caps thread titles posted by xXxAzZNSinzzXXx asking how many girls wear pink shoes is not how I want to start off a session of surfing on the waves of data and information. Occasionally it takes hours to convince users that is not Sparta, this is madness.

I cannot take this anymore. I hope that I do not offend you or anyone in the community with what I've decided, but either way I quit.

Your's sincerely,
Misacorp"

greenslayer6 said: "I find it very troubling that the previous moderators were not advisors to such a major change in Basil..."

Xtesy said: "

You are mistaken. The mods we have now were recommended by the older moderators."

Xtesy said: "

You are mistaken. The mods we have now were recommended by the older moderators."