Something weird happened... I forgot Poal existed. Here's what happened, and how it played out.

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Basically: I've started a new job, which allots me way-less spare time, but has actually given me goals to work towards; so it seems more like "gettin' 'er done" than "slave labour," if you get what I mean. Either way: I've been busy. Busy enough that mindlessness and repetition began to take over the less-important aspects of my life. So I began mindlessly logging in to voat, without much consideration to what I was doing.

Here's the weird (or not-so-weird, if you get what I'm getting at) thing: the more I waded in to mindlessness, and the more the routines set in: the more despondent I became. Aloof. My life became monotonous, in the grander social aspect of it all: the view out of the window was crystal-clear, but the satellites hooked up to the meta-feed said "no signal," so to speak. And then it hit me, as I scrolled past page 7 of /v/all... I didn't care.

The rage. The baiting. The shilling. The debaiting (sic)... I just didn't care. And then something wonderful happened: I remembered Poal was a thing. From a deep sense of pointlessness, the memory resurfaced of a chill place where I actually cared what people had to say. And after I started coming back here, again, something even crazier happened: I felt the urge to upvote and comment. And I don't just mean one-off quips or random trolls: I actually felt like contributing something again; like what was being discussed was interesting enough that I wanted to join the conversation.

I don't know if you can appreciate how crazy that is. I basically got to rediscover Poal, and relearn/reinforce why I enjoy it so much. As far as I'm concerned, voat is dead. Like: for-realsies. I'm calling it: 8:35PM EST, 01-10-2020— the day voat died.

Basically: I've started a new job, which allots me ***way***-less spare time, but has *actually* given me goals to work towards; so it seems more like "gettin' 'er done" than "slave labour," if you get what I mean. Either way: I've been busy. Busy enough that mindlessness and repetition began to take over the less-important aspects of my life. So I began mindlessly logging in to voat, without much consideration to what I was doing. Here's the weird (or not-so-weird, if you get what I'm getting at) thing: the more I waded in to mindlessness, and the more the routines set in: the more despondent I became. Aloof. My life became monotonous, in the grander social aspect of it all: the view out of the window was crystal-clear, but the satellites hooked up to the meta-feed said "no signal," so to speak. And then it hit me, as I scrolled past page 7 of /v/all... I didn't care. The rage. The baiting. The shilling. The *de*baiting (sic)... I just didn't care. And then something wonderful happened: I remembered Poal was a thing. From a deep sense of pointlessness, the memory resurfaced of a chill place where I actually cared what people had to say. And after I started coming back here, again, something even crazier happened: I felt the urge to upvote and comment. And I don't just mean one-off quips or random trolls: I actually felt like contributing something again; like what was being discussed was interesting enough that I wanted to join the conversation. I don't know if you can appreciate how crazy that is. I basically got to rediscover Poal, and relearn/reinforce why I enjoy it so much. As far as I'm concerned, voat is dead. Like: for-realsies. I'm calling it: 8:35PM EST, 01-10-2020— the day voat died.

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I was on reddit for a few years and while I made some small attempts to contribute I never really felt engaged or welcome. I lurked on voat for about 2 years but never made an account. It just didn't seem worth it. I lurked here for 9 months, maybe a bit longer, and when I finally made an account and posted something I was made to feel quite at home.

I think I understand where you're coming from.

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I was on voat for over four years. I started back there feeling something similar to what you probably feel towards poal now. Voat wasn't always like this; I'm sure you've heard that before. I stayed there long-enough to go from feeling quite at home to never really feeling engaged or welcome. Check it out: https://www.voat.co/u/TheTrigger | https://files.catbox.moe/vtdr09.PNG — I was pretty heavily invested. I also just don't care anymore.

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and when I finally made an account and posted something I was made to feel quite at home.

Me too.

On Reddit, I was site-banned for exposing an abusive moderator called “Ani625”. More information .
On Voat.co, .
On Poal.co, .

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Let it be known, this user thinks VOAT is dead “Like for realsies”

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Yup. You don't know me, but I'm pretty decent at calling this stuff. I tend to dump sites right before everyone else does. I bet poal's gonna get a lot busier in the next few months; if you want another prediction— like a significantly noticeable uptick. Something has fundamentally changed over there, in the past couple months. Something irreparable. It used to be ignorable; now— that's all that's left.

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Well starting a comment with “you don’t know me” immediately makes me think I do. So I had a little look at your comment history and all in all nothing substantial really struck me. That said the words you use strike me as female.you once made a fairly substantial post to great awakening warning new users about “trolls” and you mentioned something about popcorn ready in a discussion about voat drama. so I have a mild suspicion that you’re not totally in the level.

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Get a load of super-sleuth over here. You nailed it, bud. Great job. I bet you're right about a lot of things; like, all the time. Regardless of what anyone else says. What I do know is that you're derailing this conversation right now and don't even bother addressing anything beyond your arm-chair musings.

But considering you mostly post to a sub dedicated to beatlejuice, who's single-handedly responsible for the biggest cluster-fuck of drama that voat has ever seen— pardon my skepticism and the fact that now I've got my eye on you.

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Let's keep it this way

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Preaching to the choir.

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🖒

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Welcome back!

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Thanks!

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new job

Good.

"gettin' 'er done"

I want to upvote you for usage of this phrase alone, but I can't actually remember which of my four adblockers is responsible for removing the voting arrows and with three hundred and seventy four tabs open my browser runs at the speed of feta cheese flowing uphill in the winter-time - so think of this as one of those gifts where it's actually the thought that counts because the gift itself is cheap and of low quality. An upvote in spirit; a thumbs-up gesture given silently to the monitor.

It's time to move on.

the weird (or not-so-weird, if you get what I'm getting at) thing

The really weird thing about the internet is how humans, a species of monkey uniquely uninterested in communication, built a global, real-time, communications network with which to not communicate with one another. The whole thing is really just a long-form scam meant to cover up the fact that the only way we have to really manipulate and pressure many other monkeys to conform to our way of thinking is with our mouth-noises and the symbolic representations thereof.

I just didn't care

I'd say that's a perfectly natural reaction when confronted with futility. Good on ya.

remembered Poal was a thing ... a chill place where I actually cared what people had to say

I want to believe - I think it would be nice to do so. But I've posted to so many forums over the years that I've become jaded and cynical. Poal's greatest advantage is still that it's a relatively small forum, and so there's more of a sense of community and less of social politics. Preserving these things becomes ever more difficult as a forum grows, but at the same time without fresh meat the forum eventually stagnates and gets to a point where we've all said pretty much everything we want to one another and only drop in occasionally to see who else still drops in occasionally.

As with life, you don't win, you just delay losing for various periods of time.

the urge to upvote and comment

I also feel this weird urge to comment on forums - it is actually weird in my case because I actually dread seeing the little response indicator, because I don't really get on well with talking to people; it always seems like the sort of thing that should be rightly uncomfortable for all involved.

I guess I just like rambling on things from time to time, and the internet serves as a semi-regular feed of varigated rant-fodder. Which is probably a large part of why I like this forum - people here still post a fairly broad selection of stuff, and haven't all congealed onto a handful of topics and/or themes that they intend to bludgeon like a deceased mule.

contributing something

I guess I contribute something if one measures in raw bits pushed - my posts (technically, comments; I still find redditesques odd) do seem a little longer than the average, even if they do consist of little more than variations of "old man yells at cloud" and "lengthy, half-drunken pseudophilosophical spew".

But hey, posting is a cool hobby.

rediscover

Always a joy, that one.

voat is dead

Man, I haven't been to voat in ages.

> new job Good. > "gettin' 'er done" I want to upvote you for usage of this phrase alone, but I can't actually remember which of my four adblockers is responsible for removing the voting arrows and with three hundred and seventy four tabs open my browser runs at the speed of feta cheese flowing uphill in the winter-time - so think of this as one of those gifts where it's actually the thought that counts because the gift itself is cheap and of low quality. An upvote in spirit; a thumbs-up gesture given silently to the monitor. It's time to move on. > the weird (or not-so-weird, if you get what I'm getting at) thing The really weird thing about the internet is how humans, a species of monkey uniquely uninterested in communication, built a global, real-time, communications network with which to not communicate with one another. The whole thing is really just a long-form scam meant to cover up the fact that the only way we have to really manipulate and pressure many other monkeys to conform to our way of thinking is with our mouth-noises and the symbolic representations thereof. > I just didn't care I'd say that's a perfectly natural reaction when confronted with futility. Good on ya. > remembered Poal was a thing ... a chill place where I actually cared what people had to say I want to believe - I think it would be nice to do so. But I've posted to so many forums over the years that I've become jaded and cynical. Poal's greatest advantage is still that it's a relatively small forum, and so there's more of a sense of community and less of social politics. Preserving these things becomes ever more difficult as a forum grows, but at the same time without fresh meat the forum eventually stagnates and gets to a point where we've all said pretty much everything we want to one another and only drop in occasionally to see who else still drops in occasionally. As with life, you don't win, you just delay losing for various periods of time. > the urge to upvote and comment I also feel this weird urge to comment on forums - it is actually weird in my case because I actually dread seeing the little response indicator, because I don't really get on well with talking to people; it always seems like the sort of thing that should be rightly uncomfortable for all involved. I guess I just like rambling on things from time to time, and the internet serves as a semi-regular feed of varigated rant-fodder. Which is probably a large part of why I like this forum - people here still post a fairly broad selection of stuff, and haven't all congealed onto a handful of topics and/or themes that they intend to bludgeon like a deceased mule. > contributing something I guess I contribute something if one measures in raw bits pushed - my posts (technically, comments; I still find redditesques odd) do seem a little longer than the average, even if they do consist of little more than variations of "old man yells at cloud" and "lengthy, half-drunken pseudophilosophical spew". But hey, posting is a cool hobby. > rediscover Always a joy, that one. > voat is dead Man, I haven't been to voat in ages.

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Three monitors, actually. Though I have my tabs arranged vertically, as well, because otherwise they would become quite unmanageable.

It's mostly because I have this odd habit of never bookmarking stuff anymore, and instead just leaving the tab open for as long as I need that thing. I blame browsers auto-restoring sessions for making me lazy in this regard.

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Yes, except that poal is run by wolves. Which is a problem. I don't think there is anywhere left for us to go. We have become the wandering Jews. I think they are casting about for people to devour. Poal is a Honeypot, a trap. Except it's not the government that set it. It's the "woke" people. The antifa types. Unless the government IS the antifa types.

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I don't really care about all that anymore, frankly. New places will always pop-up as we need them, as has always been the case. There will always be spooks and manipulators, wherever "we" go. Jesus didn't care what people thought of him as he whipped the jew merchants out of the temple. He had nothing to hide.