This entry is likely to be emotional, and I may swear a bit. Most of it is not directed at individuals, because I don’t (yet) know who the individuals are. You know who you are though, so take heed. This is aimed at the supposed adults of this site. Those who are at least adult purely by effect of their age. Most of them are more childish than the children.
We WILL NOT tolerate abusive behaviour at this site. ESPECIALLY when it is aimed at people who are, or even appear to be, children. I don’t give one flying hoot whether you believe they are abused children or not. IF you cannot believe they are who they say they are then quit reading their diary.
I remember the episode where some of you were taken in by a diarist called Fairy something. I know you’re hurting over that. But there ARE genuine cases on this site of abused kids and they need support. They do not need your further abuse in email or in comments.
If I catch anyone being abusive to kids, heads will roll. I mean it. Grow up or get out, its as simple as that. The bottom line is this;
If you don’t believe someone, thats your choice. But do not leave comments doubting them. Just, do not leave comments at all. Do not. You do not understand or realise the hurt, pain and suffering you cause genuine kids. If you don’t believe them, just walk on by. Don’t say, or do anything.
Failure to comply with this is considered a gross breach of our terms and conditions of use, and a serious misuse of our network. As such, if you are in the UK you will be considered in breach of the Computer Misuse Act 1990 (a jailable offence) and I shall endeavour to find out the law of the US so that the same applies. You have been warned.
To the kids who have suffered as a result of the nasty comments, I apologise sincerely on behalf of the subhumans who frequent this site merely so they can wait for your diary to be updated and have, what they believe is a bit of fun. The saddest thing of all is that they don’t even stop to realise the pain they cause you and the people that believe in you. They don’t stop to realise the effects their comments have on you, and above all, and saddest of all, they don’t stop to realise just how easily it could have been them in your shoes.