This is just the latest of a barrage of instances whereupon justice does not compromise at all, regardless of circumstance or side, and moreso upholds the rights of the truly hapless, as well as those who continually campaign for humanity's good, over those who campaign only for themselves and their ill-gotten wealth and power.

I also felt the normalcy kicking back in at this moment; days or weeks ago, it felt like jumbled static and spammed noise perusing through this digital seaside village, with storms periodically downing the entire rafterstructure.

Whatever you are doing and faring right now, Mr. @ernest, stay humble and keep on doing for the best of all, even if it means having to ask for additional help from us when circumstances are dire. :D

Reading all of this in depth while silently sipping across my leaf-green cup of hot 3-in-1 coffee in the morning, I'm now seeing almost the whole picture with the new TenForward online hub-raft and the reasons for its founding. ValSub, as evidenced by the screenshots and credible anecdotes by others experiencing the ire at the supposed mod overreach on that particular instance, has come off to me as bespoke of a too passionate fan enthusiast, much like that of Dream SMP of a few years prior, while exhibiting multiple instances of verified victim complex. Even though the original intent of said instance is to have a fair ground for all to discuss and meme their watched Star Trek content, including fanworks (Happy International Fanworks Day, after all!) of every type.

In the end, as a fellow recent Fediversian myself, I take sympathy towards not only you, Stamets, but also to the countless others who have been fed up with the sudden debauchery of such a rogue, highly-agitated mod person for weeks on end.
May the Federation prosper, even through understandable disagreements and hardships, as well as triumphs and camaderie, both large and small.

Here, too. My feed's all about architecture, random ramblings, things of nature, music, and of course, Fediverse stuff.

I feel it pleasant to just curate that raftbox of mine to whatever interests I actively do have at the moment, without the vitriolic banter and doomscrolling most other social media platforms have harbored as of late.

And including Lualhati Bautista, Fred Rogers, and a few more kindred souls, of which we lost some too soon into their long lives...

Or rather, be constantly ravaged by OMORI and his dangerous arsenal of cold, blood-red spaghetti hands.
A human justice unretributed, yet upheld in some way anyway.

Moreso in that blood-crimson, with-large-ominous-hand-constructs purgatory known as RED SPACE, with OMORI's true form constantly berating their souls for their unspeakable transgressions towards their fellow humans.

Do they whistle around and call friends when in battle?

And Sweater Month too? How delightfully festive of a side hobby, regardless of climate location.

I also saw a version of that tale wherein it's instead him and his boat sinking in the middle of an ocean sometime ago.

Though, it ended with God chastising, "...what do you want, the fucking Pope?"

And now, it's not just news-producing sites; a while ago, I tried to look for the dimensions for the toilet and bath sections for a typical Filipino home, and lo and behold, two identical GAI cobblin' sites appeared on top of the search results!

As it is always said, "everyone is an equal, unconditionally". No ifs, nor buts.