He's not paranoid. If you think you can post as much as you do without people recognizing the sneering and twisted meanings as being from one singular person, they're probably just not reading the messages. It's funny how you don't post for a while, and all of the sneering writers-of-voluminous-posts with the same favorite words go with you. Even the newly graduated high school students! I don't think you can help it, but it does mean that everything your write ends up being about you and your way of putting people down.

You don't post much on Usenet anymore. The posts I have seen by you are under other names. Wonder why? My guess is that most people quit talking to you. My guess is in real life, they walk the other way when they see you or find some excuse to be elsewhere. The anon thing served, for a while, to avoid that "oh crap, it's HER again" syndrome. Despite what you say you believe, it's not that you aren't part of the crowd or espouse unpopular beliefs. It's because of how you treat people. Unfortunately, you can't help posting and you can't help belittling people and getting into arguments about personalities instead of discussing the subject. You don't have to type a name.

You can't help sneering. It's the person you've made yourself into and it's why everything you touch here turns to shit. It's a shame because you might have some insightful ideas but you never give people a chance to consider the ideas instead of the rudness person presenting them. I used to respect you, but you can't seem to learn not to repeat old mistakes or maybe you thing you're right and the rest of the world is wrong, I don't know. I think the rest of us can learn to just recognise you, consider the source and walk away.

Whatever happened in your life to make you seem to despise people in general, I'm sorry. I can't really get mad at you anymore. I have learned. I can't make people any kinder to you and I certainly can't make you any kinder to people. The only think I can do is not get involved in the abuse and not be the one to start it. If we're nasty with people when they try to post something kind and close to their heart, we're telling them to not bother anymore.

The poem is beautiful.