All my life I looked up to my Nana. She was kind, inventive, and full of life. Even as her 80th came and went and she started to slow a bit, she was still as spunky as ever. Then when day, after reading about squirting etiquette and the pro's and con's of incorporating a fourth into a throuple, in her favorite column, Savage love, she read I Anonymous. She began clutching her chest and yelling, "That's me! That's me!" Everything after that was like nightmare. As the paramedics carefully loaded the sheathed woman I loved more than anything into the ambulance, I clutched the Mercury tight in my hand. And then I read it myself, as the ambulance drove out of sight. Some neckbeard complaining about an old lady chatting with the cashier too long while their Hungry Man dinner languished on the belt. I couldn't believe it. He said she was old and dumb. And that nobody uses checks anymore. But you know what? She did. She still used checks. The shock hit me like a truck. But the worst was still to come. The cashier... Was my mom. And since this happened she has never forgiven herself. She's spiraled into a drug addiction she may never get out of. So that, dear IANON poster, is why I haunt this forum. Seeking to shine a light on all the self absorbed neckbeards whose opinions are not only selfish, perhaps psychotic, but most certainly dumb. No other family should have to go through what we have gone through. Someday you might thank me for my service, most likely you won't. But I don't do this for thanks. I do this for humanity.