The bad guys own the sidewalks and they're trying to take the locks on our front doors that we hope will keep them out.
They own the night. We stay in because they're drunk on the road driving, hanging out in parking lots, making us afraid.
I think there comes a point where we do have to push back:
To take back the night, our right to stroll our own neighborhoods after dark under the stars, the right to come and go without fear, the ability to sleep soundly without fearing someone is going to come in and take not just our stuff but our loved ones, our innocence, our peace of mind.
Whether it is craven losers trying to steal virtual stuff that costs nothing to replace and was meant for everyone to share...people who will poison someone else's pet or kid without a thought for the hurt they cause...
I don't understand it but there are people who will waste hours of their own precious lifetimes just to cause misery and woe. They steal our time, which we can never get back, and delight in making us anxious and frustrated. They know their behavior is intolerable. It can't bring them real joy. Whatever it is they get out of it, I'm tired of being a doormat.
I am sure you can trust the staff here to deal with things. In other places, the bad guys win, and everyone is silenced because that is the only tool the weary authorities still try to wield against it. I've seen it. Filters end up blocking not only profanity and cruelty, but also friendship, trust, casual conversation. Treasure it here. Protect it. The ability to speak your mind to others is a precious thing and it is easy to lose.
Here, I don't think it has to be that way. If someone "griefs" you or your friends, and is obviously just being stupid and evil and juvenile, don't blow it off. Don't excuse malice, though you should forgive error, passion, and excess of emotion.
For the sake of the next person, report griefers.