Facebook – A codependent relationship or one that is wholly abusive?

I’m unable to post on Facebook – one jokey comment that I offered ‘twopenny wanks’ got me silenced for 7 days. It’ll be 30 days next time.

It’s pretty clear that it’s a joke comment and that the word ‘wank’ is not banned and niether are words considered to be far stronger. It’s possible that Facebook and Instagram just set their algorithms to challenge some people’s posts more than others.

I’m pretty much sick of trying to keep within their rules now. But over the 13 years I’ve been using I’ve filled my profile with images of my life, family, friends, views, angers, joys and all. It’s a way to link with friends, to find events, to plan parties and to see what’s happening in a very large community.

Facebook, much more than Instagram (as I’m finding now I can’t use Facebook) has become a near essential for me. And while they may say it’s not so for them, I can see it is for most of my friends. It’s a great party and event planning platform, and a way to share info and views that bring us together.

But say the wrong thing, offer a twopenny or threepenny wank, or some other form of unlikely anachronistic sexual favour and Mr Facebook-Sir will tut and make you stand in silence for longer and longer. And while, once upon a time, it needed us to love it and to stick with it, now we need it more than it needs us. There’s too much for individuals to loose.

We need to ditch it, get away from it’s hold and the prim right-wing norms it enforces. We want to say wank, we want to say we like to fuck, we want to show our bodies and our joys without being judged.

I don’t want to have to continue to destroy my photos to trick the algorithms. I want to tell them to fuck off.

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