About a week ago, I posted some pages from a graphic novel I’d been reading (“Falafel with Hot Sauce”), which concerned neighborly strife in an Israeli community. My focus (which I talked about) was the rather wild interpersonal dynamics going on, which ultimately ended on a high, empathetic note.
What I naively wasn’t expecting was for a group of users from a rather notorious instance to find the post and begin ranting about Israeli-Palestinian politics, which is putting it mildly, really. So we wound up deleting some comments, and banning some users for going from 0-to-60, flagrantly breaking our SubLemmy rules. A couple days later I made a bumbling, community announcement addressing the situation.
Frankly, I’m disappointed in myself for not handling that more smoothly, nor better-anticipating the potential shock of being attacked so virulently. Unfortunately, with the way my health stuff affects me, I can have a pretty short fuse when under the gun. Ho hum.
I’m not sure that’s really the opposite side, in reality.