I must not wank. Wank is the freetime-killer. Wank is the little death that brings temporary satisfaction, but too many angry comments to answer. I will stifle my wank. I will bury my head in the sand and permit the wank to go on around me without comment. And when it has gone past, I will turn the browser to fandom_wank to see its path. Where the wank has gone there will be nothing, because the posts will have been locked or deleted. Only screenshots, eternal grudges, and thinly-veiled yet plausibly-deniable trash-talking will remain. Until next time.
(Adapted from the Bene Gesserit Litany of Fear, from Frank Herbert's Dune)