And so, I'm left with one helluva lot of GREAT people

So, basically, after all that zapping, what you are left with is only people who agree with you? All of whom are GREAT? The rest of us are, I suppose, the Bastards who get zapped?

What a really, really sad and insecure little life when one cannot take criticism without going off the rails. Ah well. As I said earlier, the world would be a worse place if we all agreed all the time.

Good luck with your yes-men, Liz.

DtG