Happy to oblige
Neomia, I can no longer see the posts and I don't remember them. I don't know why they were removed, but will say that when a message is hidden it often results in any responses being hidden as well. Over the years I have been here I have had very, very few messages removed which were not removed as a result of a preceding message being removed, but I really don't know whether or not it might have been me or a message I was responding to that were removed in that thread. Now, what I can tell you is that only the WM can remove, rate or edit other people's posts in the WM support forum. The same is true for the WM debate forum.
BTW, I apologize if I got a bit excited earlier. I was still fuming over the message that was sent to Luella. You know, I am certainly not a saint and don't pretend to be. Neither do I pretend to know it all. But I will say that most often I have tried to take, if not the high road, a higher road in some of the rancerous debates it has been my displeasure to be involved in. A very many of the worst messages I responded to were removed and are no longer available to get an accurate picture of who was most guilty.
Just wondering, did you happen to notice where not long ago I made a few posts which clearly were intended to offer an olive branch and put an end to the nonsense that has gone on between Hv and myself? Alas, to no avail. In recent months I have tried to avoid any conflicts. Even when a couple of the typical prolonged debates Hv gets in cluttered up the Cancer forum I moderate due to originating elsewhere and being cross posted. I simply do not allow prolonged and acrimonius debates in a support forum the same as I don't allow them in my private forum - where I also do not make a practice of attacking other members, criticizing the WM or banning people who disagree with me.
At one time I was more apt to jump into debates and, to my regret, at times made posts that in retrospect I wish I had not. As I have noted before, it is the old arrow and the song thing - and trying to sing more and shoot less. There are some arrows out there I wish I had back in the quiver. And more than a few I wish I had out of my own backside.
OK, we can resume fussing now. Or not . . .