I should have listened to Monica and stayed away, but the snark, it is irresistible.
The forced anonymity is cruel, really. You peer through the thread, feverishly analyzing every comment, dying inside a little bit with every line as you wonder if the item they're panning is yours. It could be, and probably is someone else's, but you'll never, ever know for sure.
Twisted amusement continues to beat out crippling paranoia, however. *refresh*