He’s banned for life.
I don’t feel happy about this.
I don’t feel unhappy. I feel …
I’m worried for the future.
I care far less about the actual outcome, and far more about the process.
I don’t want the process for convention policy to be this opaque in the future.
At this point, I cannot think of a decision that would actually make me happy. I don’t think the Wiscon Concom has any good options left. I am pleased to see that the leaders of my communities (all volunteers, let me stress) try to reflect and learn from mistakes.
I am less pleased by my observations that we-as-volunteer-organizations appear to have no common understanding of who and what we want to be, and that we-as-organizations are motivated by fears — fear of litigation, fear of public opinion, fear of being called bad guys.
Fear makes a person run from.
I want to know what we are running towards.
I’m glad that Frenkel’s targets, past, present, and future, won’t have to deal with his presence at Wiscon.
I wish this had come about differently.
The decision just leaves me feeling depressed.
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