It’s probably better that I’ve never played one solitary iota of World of Warcraft, as my valued memories would now undoubtedly be irremediably cheapened, sullied and trodden upon by the unwashed boots of the hobnailed masses. Or at least that’s what I imagine would happen if I wasn’t a card-carrying member of the hoi polloi myself. I certainly experienced a tiny irrational sense of betrayal when Team Fortress 2 went F2P a few days ago, and Valve didn’t even charge me monthly for that one.
Regardless, any residual resentment the loyal fan-base might feel is sure to be swept away in the outpouring of joy from the new arrivals. If they can find the time to express it between begging for gold/items and asking what DPS and aggro mean about fifty times per minute.