I woke up this morning to a week-long Facebook ban on my page. They didn’t tell me what I wrote THIS time to irk their little commie sensibilities, although I posted this column on my page last night, as published at Scooter’s World News Bureau. That was the last thing I posted before bed. I guess after a week-long ban, my third ban, the next time will be a permanent block of my account.
That’s why you need multiple accounts under funny pseudonyms that you validate through burner phone numbers.
IF you get banned, I’ll give you my password so you can use my account and then when you get banned under my name, I won’t care ... LOL.
I’m about ready to delete my entire account, anyway! I actually only joined the damn site to make contact with classmates right before a High School reunion several years ago. Now we’ve made contact and I rarely use FB.
I got a Facebook timeout once for saying mean things about queers.
Now I only say complimentary things about the filthy perverts, bless their artistic and creative AIDS infected little hearts.