Oh goodness.
My cat is simply adorable.
Oh goodness.
This social distancing is hard on my belly. When one lives alone – and one knows how to cook- well there is simply too much food pleasure here.
Today it is homemade perogies. Pierogi, perogie, perogi, perogy. How is one supposed to spell that?
No matter. I am just gonna eat ’em.
This what I think whenever I hear that phrase:
Facebook is not a public space. The same is true for other social media and content sharing sites on the Internet. You can replace what I am saying about Facebook with Twitter; or even WordPress.
Each of these is a privately owned corporate zone with unlocked windows and doors. You and I exist in these spaces as a supply of raw material to keep capital flowing. We have no inherent or natural right to be in these made places.
While in those artificial zones of being, we have no inherent right to speak and say whatever we feel. We do so because it is allowed by our corporate hosts. Your freedom of thought, freedom of speech, and freedom of conscious are your personal freedoms. They are not taken away from you because the host says please don’t do that here. Nothing prevents you from hosting your own web site with your own content and rules. Before the internet humans would print flyers and leaflets because newspapers and publishers would not print the content.
A private corporation does not have to lend you their platform to spread your words.
All social media platforms exist because someone is making money. Usually lots of money.
The goal of Facebook is to generate income by clicks, likes, views and shares.
Facebook doesn’t care about the content, only about the controversy. Turmoil is traffic. And traffic is money.
Remember juicy rumors and colourful lies travel faster than boring facts.
Humans prefer to be shocked over being bored.
Think about Facebook as a private party and our host is Mark Zuckerberg.
A fight breaks out between two guests and the two sides square off by dropping their pants and having a crap in the middle of the room. Then they proceed to throw their excrement at everything and everyone around them.
Do you think maybe our host Mark has an obligation to do something?
Instead he picks up the pants and stands back saying “I wouldn’t want to intrude on their freedoms…”
Then Mark quietly exits the room holding the pants with the wallets inside.
#Think #PassItOn