Why does it seem that Quora's "moderators" base their moderations on personal beliefs and views by deleting answers that are only violating their personal feelings?

I look forward to muting you with such enthusiasm, I plan to not read your content multiple times in the future.

Does not mean Quora moderators deleted your comment, you doorknob.

Given that you can’t even summon such intellectual prowess to comprehend how a social media site works, it’s unsurprising your political views are what they are. Your orange messiah says he loves the uneducated, and in you, Dan, he has truly found the shining exemplar of his chosen people.

Why are there posts saying the T in LGBT should be dropped? With what is happening in the US and beyond against the trans community cause for concern that if this is accepted could it be deemed acceptable to start on the LGB community again?

I’d love to explain exactly how Quora works so that you can comprehend it, but I’m all out of puppets and crayons.

It seems that way to you, Dan Lindsey, because like most MAGA Trump-fellating cult dingbats, you have no idea how the world works, but you’re totally oblivious to the depths of your own ignorance.

Cheers.

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Learn how things work, you bankrupt traffic cone. Quora is not 4chan or Reddit. Here on Quora, the person who writes an answer can delete any comment on it.

Your content here fills a much needed space. Reading what you’ve written so far, I am left with the opinion you couldn’t learn how to pour piss out of a boot if the instructions were on the heel.

I’m 26 years old and a married woman. My husband hates my flat chest. What is the permanent solution?

Your comments aren’t being deleted by Quora moderation, Dan, you weapons-grade chicken nugget. They’re being deleted by the people whose answers you pollute with your dull and dim bloviations, because you seem unable to raise political discourse above the level of “hurr durr, you are stupid, hurr hurr hurr.” Your presence in any conversation serves not to illuminate the subject so much as to cast the sort of pall upon it one might find in a dimly lit alley used for storing dumpsters and disposing of bodies, only less appealingly fragrant.