Geez, Facebook–can’t take a funny little joke? I posted this obviously edited photo of a very famous professional athlete, made to look like he was wearing a t-shirt mocking anti-vax morons, on my personal Facebook page and was sternly chastised by the lackeys toe-licker-of facists Mark Cuckerburg. I mean, Zuckerberg. As if anyone who reads my page is so utterly moronic to not recognize photoshop when they see it.
Then again, perhaps my friends are a little more discerning than the typical Facebook product/customer/body-trapped-in-the-info-matrix-hive-battery. Hilarious, this officious fact check, considering that this corporation has recently been outed as being rooted deeply in empowering the molten, festering core of racist, anti-american, pro-violence, anti-vax, pro-gun, hate-speaking, covid-loving (why else would they encourage its spread?) underbelly of Murica? Surely, bending the knee to Trump and his merry band of flying monkeys, is not worth the reward of delayed investigations and possible oversight?
Or maybe it is? I say “maybe,” but at this point it seems pretty obviously that Zuckerberg and Stormy Daniels have at least one thing in common, and it’s not a bodacious caboose.
It’s precious to see my little, admittedly purloined joke treated like as if it contains information that, if allowed to spread, might undermine our deeply moral and otherwise stable representative democracy. As if I’m teetering on the brink of sedition–while Facebook promotes posts whose writers warn that masks are pinko plot to steal our free-dumbs, and highlights Q-burping babble; it is okay to allow all those freaking data-stealing trap posts, like “Do you like kittens of puppies better?” But my post is dangerous and misleading. Sigh.