Post by Kilgore on Jan 6, 2024 1:17:53 GMT
A message board I posted on since 2007 has disappeared. The admin/owner quit posting there around 2010, but kept paying the website costs over the years as a nice gesture to the posters, who he really did appreciate for being a part of the community, even after he moved on. Until, apparently, very recently, he must have stopped, as without warning, the board is gone, and the domain is up for sale.
My posting was very limited there in recent years. Like most offshoot message boards (that board was an offshoot of an ESPN Boxing Message Board after ESPN killed all their message boards), there's an inevitable diminishing population of posters as time goes on, activity goes down a little every year, boards eventually taking on a dying mall vibe, until one day it's gone. But I never stopped checking in. It didn't matter how much time passed between my last activity there, if a big fight was coming up, there was nowhere else I'd want to go to talk about it.
It's crazy to think about the amount of hours (months? years?) I spent posting there over a 16 year period span, and how crazy it is that it's been 16 years already, the acceleration of time passing. But also, I'm kinda sad it's gone. It feels like a tiny little death, and would have felt like an even bigger one had it happened back when it was a bigger part of my life.
I know everyone here can relate to this in some way. We are message board people, after all. Relics of a past era of internet culture, that have held onto it to some degree. Not just the original PW, I imagine most of you posted on other boards, for other subjects, since that tends to be what us message board people do (or did). I'm just imagining all the ghosts of past message boards we all have in our collective minds. Fading memories of online interactions, controversies, the unique excitement of message board happenings, hitting refresh to see what happens next, who replied to you in a heated discussion, spectacular flame outs of posters/mods/admins, these moments feel huge in real time, until the board is gone, and the totality of that time spent there seems like a dream you can barely remember.
Share them if you got them, I guess. Before you forget them.
My posting was very limited there in recent years. Like most offshoot message boards (that board was an offshoot of an ESPN Boxing Message Board after ESPN killed all their message boards), there's an inevitable diminishing population of posters as time goes on, activity goes down a little every year, boards eventually taking on a dying mall vibe, until one day it's gone. But I never stopped checking in. It didn't matter how much time passed between my last activity there, if a big fight was coming up, there was nowhere else I'd want to go to talk about it.
It's crazy to think about the amount of hours (months? years?) I spent posting there over a 16 year period span, and how crazy it is that it's been 16 years already, the acceleration of time passing. But also, I'm kinda sad it's gone. It feels like a tiny little death, and would have felt like an even bigger one had it happened back when it was a bigger part of my life.
I know everyone here can relate to this in some way. We are message board people, after all. Relics of a past era of internet culture, that have held onto it to some degree. Not just the original PW, I imagine most of you posted on other boards, for other subjects, since that tends to be what us message board people do (or did). I'm just imagining all the ghosts of past message boards we all have in our collective minds. Fading memories of online interactions, controversies, the unique excitement of message board happenings, hitting refresh to see what happens next, who replied to you in a heated discussion, spectacular flame outs of posters/mods/admins, these moments feel huge in real time, until the board is gone, and the totality of that time spent there seems like a dream you can barely remember.
Share them if you got them, I guess. Before you forget them.