I’ve chucked in Facebook after it chucked me off one time too many. True story! Facebook kept throwing me off it’s anti-social site for saying the wrong thing to the wrong people, the wrong way. I went against community guidelines, which seem to be largely dictated by whoever you direct your comments at. I was first banned for 24 hours for having a go at an anti-vaxxer, calling them a misinformed moron is bullying apparently. So I became a banned bully.
Soon after, I was banned for 3 days for something similar when pointing out to a Trump supporter that the individual they supported was the worst human born in the last 100 years or so.
How you go about getting banned is being vocal in the comment threads of news stories. It’s why a lot of media outlets turn off the ability to comment soon after posting a news story, which inevitably results in lively debate, especially when it’s about Covid, or Trump.
My next opinion crime earned me seven days in the Facebook sin bin. Again, being a bully for castigating the terminally stupid.
I graduated to hate speech a year or so later. Hate speech in this case, was sharing the opinion of a person I once knew, after they had visited Australia for the first time. “What did you make of it I asked?” ‘Well Australia was fine, but the Australians? I’ve never encountered such a barely evolved human being’. He said. I laughed, as one does. I passed this reflection on, in a Facebook comment thread regarding Australians failing at something or other, probably something to do with the climate. This sharing of someone else’s opinion got me banned for hate speech for 30 days.
What happens then is that the algorithms of your friends no longer recognise you when you are let back out of Facebook jail, so they won’t see much or any of what you post, because Facebook decides what you are interested in, based on what or who you interact with, it hides everything else, except advertisements for items based upon something you thought about recently.
My final crime was again, bullying, for suggesting to someone who home schools their kids, that if they couldn’t grasp the simple concept of vaccine mandates not applying to someone schooling their own children despite having no qualifications to do so, maybe they weren’t best placed to educate their children anyway.
That right there, is bullying again, so off I was sent, for a further 30 days. I decided it was best to pull the plug altogether. Basically I was being banned in all intents and purposes, for thought crime. Free speech is moderated without context. Fuck Facebook.
The more I thought about it, I wasn’t using it for anything other than making observations as posts, sharing my opinion on stuff, commenting on news stories and watching pointless videos of amusing or interesting things that Facebook had decided I was interested in. I certainly wasn’t doing any socialising. I was simply opining.
In fact, Facebook was the only contact I have with 99.9% of people I know, outside work. Mostly I didn’t contact those people anyway, I just stood on a soapbox. I’m actually extremely anti-social. We don’t host anyone at our house. I don’t go to other people’s houses. We (my wife and I) don’t go out because we don’t like getting ripped off at pubs, bars, or restaurants which you do in New Zealand. By ripped off, I mean the prices of going out in NZ are astronomical. So we don’t go out.
We don’t entertain. I don’t meet anyone for coffees, or beers. I don’t belong to any organisation. I hate small talk. I can’t be bothered talking to strangers about the weather, or the Government. I get all the interaction I need from my work clients. I work from home so I don’t even have to interact with colleagues in an office. I travel about a lot for work and my car is my happy place, where I do my thinking.
I almost never have telephone conversations with anyone other than my wife, or if someone calls out of the blue once every couple of years or so. I certainly don’t make any phone calls except to book an appointment of some sort. I like my solitary existence, I love lockdowns. So, Facebook was an odd place for me to spend my time anyway. I’m not social and I don’t have a network and I like it that way.
I actually read a book for the first time in years. I might read another one.