R.P. Warren, in his noble effort to make us rise above our base nature,
told us:

The essential distinction is not between different kinds of people,
but
between different kinds of posts. I make no judgement about the
people
involved. I say only that these interminable manure-throwing contests
and 'I know you are but what am I?' exchanges are pointless and a
complete waste of time, for both writers and readers.

Here are the sort of postings that R. P. Warren thinks are a valuable
use of time:

"Of all the tasteless crap seen on rgcp over the years, this may well
take the cake. Let us hope Mr. Gordon crawls back under his manhole
cover and stays there. "

"This is supposed to impress and/or intimidate me? Or anyone above the
age of 14? If you want to stop being one of this group's main objects
of contempt and ridicule, you will need to mature beyond the stage of
an adolescent windbag full of foul air."

"Wow, a 2000-rated fecal-mouthed windbag. What a Renaissance man!"

"Another cultural landmark. What's next, Sam? 'The Joys of
Coprophilia'?"

"Jerzy, who are you trying to kid? Everyone with any sense in this
group
knows that Sloan is a disgrace, embarrassment, travesty, laughingstock,
buffoon, libeler, rumor-monger, exhibitionist, pest, blowhard, and in
general a rather shabby sort of human being. He is interesting only to
the gullible, and to psychologists studying the delusions-of-grandeur
syndrome."

I'm sure we can all learn from R. P. Warren's example.