The “Silencing” Of America?…
How I Learned to Live in American Political Apartheid as a Banned Unperson In a Virtual Internment Camp…
I am one of the thousands of freedom advocates banned by Facebook last week.
After about ten years as a loyal Facebook user, as Admin for a half-dozen groups and enjoying the social connections it offered to my wide-spread family, a couple of days ago I was expelled from Facebook suddenly — along with my nephew, Jeff. #FacebookPurge
Communications with relatives and friends were stricken – all of them. And, suddenly, I had become a banned unperson.
All of my groups and pages were abolished, including pages for recognized exempt organizations, including churches! When they reach out to make contact with me, or share something with me, my friends and family are learning I am been turned into a Facebook Unperson. Photos, videos, shared memories, planned events, gone. I imagine it might feel like this to be violated. I imagine it might feel like this to be a freedom advocate in apartheid South Africa or the happily-gone Soviet Union — singled out as a Banned Unperson.
Sometime that afternoon, I visited Facebook I was astonished to learn that I had been terminated.
There was a link to appeal. I immediately did so, sending a copy of my passport as requested. Within seconds a message popped on the screen: no appeal was allowed. No review was possible. Obviously preset, the social violation dictate was final. I was terminated with extreme prejudice.
Here is that arbitrary, capricious, fully automatic, act of ultimate censorship: