Ignorance is bliss; rejection is sweet

I thought I should keep the comments on this blog open, basically because I figured that's what one did on this sort of thing - open forum, you know.
Then the nasty personal comments started, which is fine if they have a whiff of intelligence.
But no, they were about my HIV and imaginary lesions and such - hideous ignorance that would never see the light of day in reality - so I had qualms, you might say.

Someone who calls himself RW stood out as a particularly toxic queen (tough competition) and someone else suggested he was an ex-boyfriend of mine who shares those initials.
I disregarded this, then 'RW' wrote:
"I'm sorry I've been nasty to you. I won't post here anymore. I've been having lots of trouble with substance abuse and when I'm out if it have said terrible things. Please forgive me - I won't post on here again. I've been thinking about you a lot lately and remembering the times we had. If you want, get in touch"
But - goodness me - the 'real' RW now tells me:
"*I* am RW and my name is not Russell. Stop impersonating me dickhead!"

I suppose I should use this opportunity to tell those fucking useless, dickless queens that I am moderating comments from now on. Anyone can comment, but you no longer have a say unless you actually have something to say.

It will still be as tedious for me, but not for others.

I presume most of the cunts belong to the idiot army of B-grade drag queen supporters. We may never know. Feel sorry for them.
Anyway, we can all move on now. That would be a big 'yay' for all concerned.