Zuckerberg challenged to a duel, over censorship, of words
February 13, 2012
I recently made a post to my Facebook profile that was promptly un-posted, by Facebook. Whether it was a human, a flagger, an algorithm, or a silver unicorn with an impaled tiger on its horn, bellowing more loudly than a blue whale, at the Sunrise, from a mountaintop, underwater, in space – it doesn’t matter. All that matters is the post was deleted.
The only word I got for that is censorship.
It’s been real, Facebook, but I’m done for a while. I won’t do the account de- and re-activation dance; I’ll just stop commenting.
Facebook, I give you consistently good content, and in return, you spam me with ads for Wal-Mart. I don’t care if Jim Phillips “liked” Wal Mart. I’ve never been inside one. I’ll keep it that way.
Have you heard about Google+? (Circle me!) It’s this cool new social network where adults can interact, and talk about things other than Jersey shore.
