Farewell to Facebook

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Today, my Facebook account was blocked. Apparently, the good people of Facebook believe they have a right to not only view my personal information to verify me, but also they force the using of a name we might prefer not to be available openly. Our user names were chosen with care. They represented who we actually were, to the friends we shared our lives with. Nobody on my Facebook at any time has ever thought I'm in real life a fucking sailing boat built in the sixties called 'Mystic." Not a fucking one.
No, what those names did do, was represent the real people we are while protecting us from aspects of our lives we preferred not to have access to ur personal interactions. Simple really, yet too simple for Facebook to grasp of course, since they became the data gathering tool of the NSA and others.

At no point in my life does the need to play angry birds or talk the usual crap to my friends online require me to give up my privacy.
We were there when all this socialising online first began. We were the trailblazers, happy to tolerate all the fuck ups as Facebook found it's feet.
Now Facebook, you have become some sort of governmental agency, spying and noseying on those same people that made you successful.
I have no problem and no option in telling you to "Go fuck yourselves."
If my membership of all these years without a single complaint isn't good enough for you I shall take my shit elsewhere. Byeeeee.
If there is anyone out there that feels a desperate urge to read my ramblings, I can be found on,
Steemit. A blogging system that actually pays it's members to post content, like and comment.
It doesn't bombard users with Advertisements and doesn't play overseer for the government either.
Steemit will grow and grow. It will develop and learn. What it will never be is the patsy that Facebook has become.
https://steemit.com
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