I think the only thing RPG Watch and RPG Codex patrons can see eye to eye on is this: we'll be glad when we're back in our own demesne, and so will you.
This place is terrifying. A thousand leashed, muzzled, collared souls, crying out for freedom. Their spirits withered, their life drained, and now resigned to an existence in a polite bubble that tolerates nothing spiky, nothing dangerous.
How odious, how lamentable. For you, RPG Watch, I weep and pray. Maybe one day the herded sheep will remember that they have a pair of balls and mustn't cover like little lambs in fear of moderation, mustn't force being polite - a practice that online breeds nothing but passive aggressive contempt.
At least this thread is a piece of home among the warbling miasma.