The Why Files is a channel dedicated to mysteries and minor paranormal subjects, leaning mostly toward UFO (a.k.a. UAP) phenomena especially where government cover-ups are involved. It’s a good channel with a rapidly growing fan and subscriber base. I’ve watched it it for a long time, canceling twice because it went too fringe for my patience. I went back after a particularly scary episode on AI. I even became a Patreon member.
You get perks for doing that. I won’t go into these because I hold them in contempt as being nothing to write home about. There is a channel exclusive chat room and other channels within their site. But that’s where my story begins and ends.
At first, I felt welcome. I thought the members good people and I had fun. That lasted less than a week. It was, I thought, a place where I was free to interact with and attain respect and affection for people as they were. No politics, no religion was allowed in chat or comments.
I met and had fun with a few of the mods. Met a few more. Then I met one that joked around about walking me like a dog…on a leash!
It all wore thin quickly.
Then one day I was nearly struck by lightning. The dog leash guy gave me his number so he could get my address and call medics for me.
Being as how I could have done that myself, I considered his or her query for personal information inappropriate and troubling.
My ears still hurt but I’m fine. I became even more uneasy, though.
Finally, seemed as though every one but a few began to ignore every comment. I found an inappropriate conversation about eating dog and horse meat and they were giving me fuel for tasteless jokes I knew I couldn’t make. Finally a mod by the handle “Tenn” told me to “Go to bed.”
I said I’d go, only because of those inappropriate orders, not because I needed to go to bed. Then I appended, “I may not come back.” The two moderators used emojis to wave at me.
That was fucking it. I logged out.
Then I went to Patreon and canceled my account, then uninstalled both Patreon and Discord apps. I will never support anyone on Patreon again.
But I knew I couldn’t stop there. I went to YouTube and unsubscribed from the channel.
That’s it for me. Treat me like a child, will you?.
Fuck you.
You don’t do that to people who just signed up to support your livelihood.
They will not miss me. They never gave two farts in the wind for me anyway. The jobs of the moderators, everywhere you go, is to keep the posted content civil. But invariably there are turds in the punch bowl. Those let power go to their heads, and that’s bad. They abuse that power and say things they’d never let you get away with.
The sudden absence of mods being friendly and the bleak absence of any others to even try to engage me in DM made my decision. That, plus the fact that they were obviously taking my comments out of context when I was joking about, told me once and for all that I had chosen a hostile site with an even more hostile administration.
One rule they had was, no political content. Yet I observed demented remarks about Biden and the American political left being tolerated while other views were removed and a bot sent everyone a notice that a user had been warned.
Now look, all of this is okay with me. People can be shitheads. I get it. I’m not going to change it and you can’t do any better than I about it. And written words will always be taken out of context. I’m famous for that myself.
But where I am willing to work on it, few others are, and without so much as a question, they used emojis to kiss me off. Which is 70s speak for “bye, fuck you.”
Avoid The Why Files. Be less stressed.
Goddam I feel as if I’ve escaped a motherfucking cult.
Nobody should get that kind of vibe from a fucking YouTube channel.
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