Here's Bowerbird Intelligentleman again from about eight years ago, via a poetry listserve which (a long time ago and in a poetry era far away) used to let people comment freely, even though they (myself included) didn't always mind the majority definition of manners:
listserves are an "intelligentle" many-to-many communication,
enable discussion that can be full and thoughtful,
where many sides are able
to speak to any and all of the issues,
but where any of the participants can
opt out when they choose,
and all they have to do is use the "delete" key on
so any conflict isn't "in your face" unless you _want_ it to
but hey, don't interpret what i'm saying as "poets are
take it from me, poets can be _plenty_ vicious.
and -- considering the size of the usual stakes --
but, like most backstabbing out in the real world, that
in secret, not right out in the open, like on the public
compared to that sneaky underhanded shit, what you see here
mostly silly and laughable and childish...