The culmination of a frustrating FB day for GMM – a court case!
What a day. Approaching the 4 year mark on FB. In the beginning I requested any Tom, Dick & Harry. I wanted a cross-section of opinion so there could be some constructive discussion. Hard as I tried, the moment there was a difference of opinion, personal insults ensued, like a long tennis rally. As a result I was inundated with messages saying all sorts – people wanting to leave because of the way they were scared to say anything without being ambushed & then others would come out with “how can you have that person as a friend He’s a troll. if you don’t do this I’m going to blah blah blah. It never stopped. How I never dumped FB I’ll never know.
Fortunately, the last 3 years on FB I had no need to request friends because the floodgates had opened. I’ll never forget the day I switched on the computer & the previous post the night before had over 7000 shares & over 1000 likes! Posts would have well in access of 500 comments. So I thought I’m going to vet every friend request. In the last 3 years as spaces opened up, I only accepted those who I felt were serious people.
Instead of seeing growth, a gradual decline ensued. At first it was really pissing me off, but then I gradually managed to ignore it and just get on with it. It was obvious FB was censoring certain people. Then I’d get messages with people who’d previously been regularly contributing saying ‘I thought you left FB’. Suddenly people who wanted to receive my posts weren’t.
Today, along with the full package of friends, there are over 1600 followers yet lately, I’ve noticed a decline in everything, except for a sharp rise in the number of comments with no relevance to the post, where many times a daft comment would be the last comment. And what I’ve had to put up with in some of the groups, today alone, it’s beginning to wear me down. so what can I do? Stick it to them? How about this?
IMAGINE THIS SCENARIO IN A COURT OF LAW:
In the dock, a mass-murderer is explaining himself. Bear in mind, this court is slightly different. Here the accused is allowed to make up any cock and bull story, literally concoct a package of fairy-tales. The families of the victims have to sit and listen to this garbage. This mass-murderer is offered an unchallenged platform to go on & on & then to add insult to injury, suddenly, the accused says. ‘Your honor. It was their fault. I was only defending myself. Isn’t this my right? If you could only see how every day these people attack me. They want to kill me & wipe me off the map. In fact your honor, the victim is guilty of the very thing I’ve been wrongly accused of.’
Now it’s the turn of the prosecution. The prosecutor gets up only for the judge to say, ‘What nasty victims we have here. Mr. Prosecutor, I don’t want to hear your side of the story. You’re not allowed to criticise this man. It would be anti mass-murderer! You don’t want me to be accusing you of being anti-mass-murderer, do you?’ Well then.’ The prosecutor says ‘but he made all these outrageous claims. Where’s the evidence? He’s alive & the people he’s accusing are all dead! The judge says ‘he doesn’t need evidence. I believe everything this man says. Can’t you see he’s telling the truth. He had to defend himself. He’s the victim. In fact you should apologise to him.’
STICK THAT IN YOUR PIPE ZUCK!