Question the narrative and this is what happens.

I’ve had four accounts nuked by Zuck & Company over a period of 15 years: the first and second each had 2500 friends and 2500 followers, the third and fourth had 5000/2500 and 5000/250 respectfully. 

Why?

The first account obliteration was due to my posting an article from a history book describing what Islamic invaders did to infidels who refused to convert.

The second happened after posting cartoons of Muhammad following the attack on the office of French satirical newspaper Charlie Hebdo.

When FB shut my third account down — it went black and could not be accessed by myself or anyone else — I launched my fourth account that amassed yet another 5000 friends, however, and much to my surprise, after a couple of months FB turned the lights back on the third account so for quite awhile I was “entertaining” 10,000 friends and who knows how many followers; there were only 250 friends who were part of both accounts.

Everyone starts off on FB exactly the same, with a blank page. Some enjoy posting family, pets and or mealtime photos. For myself, postings followed one of three categories: LOL, CRINGE or PONDER.

I didn’t always personally believe in everything I posted — is it actually funny when someone slips on a banana peel? — but I attempted to personally utilize FB as yet another media canvas to most-often challenge existing paradigms. 

Nevertheless, FB shut down the third account forever after my posting photos of Hunter Biden taken from his laptop which at the time were considered “fake” and or “Russian manipulation” thereby not considered as being authentic by the “fact checkers”.

The fourth — and now final — account was shut down one day before the debate between Harris and Trump, whereby I had been posting articles addressing TDS (Trump Derangement Syndrome) and the “Kamela Coup” with her replacing President Biden in the race yet not replacing him in office…who was running the country anyway?  

Facebook was a lot of fun until it wasn’t — and life is elsewhere — so, buh-bye FB, thanks for the good times.