cancelled

there is an interesting quote that describes the nature of now; gossip has been elevated to a form of philosophy. Then there is the definition of cancel culture.

"Cancel culture (or call-out culture) is a modern form of ostracism in which someone is thrust out of social or professional circles - either online on social media, in the real world, or both."

combine the two and now we have an interesting descriptor of cancel culture

"Cancel culture is the dark side of gossip as philosophy."

that is the essence of the way I feel now about all this nonsense. In my recent incarnation as a blogger I have been online since September last year. I am up to 176 posts. I have had no negative comments. Hell, I have had no comments. Plenty of views.

now recently I was confronted with cancel culture via a medium that should be the very essence of the opposite of cancel culture - Facebook. I made a sarcastic comment relating to the epidemic of fear that has gripped the world of late relating to contracting the virus from a local wave pool in the outer suburbs. I was hit with abuse and just wanted this particular pest to go away. 

so I told him to go eat a bowl of fuck and die. I got a warning from Facebook with all the usual standard dire consequences, stating my comments were hostile. 

now, kindly and clearly explain to me how can a person die from eating a bowl of fuck? What is a bowl of fuck? Maybe the fact checkers could look into it.

now this idiot who had no depth of irony who started the hostility lashes out,  I responded and I get threatened with being banned. With a response that is beyond surreal.

but then there is the overall dilemma; Facebook doesn't read posted blog entries. A friend of mine who has been reading and following since the beginning has wondered why I haven't been fact-checked and blocked into oblivion.

so, dear Facebook, if you want to get all totalitarian embracing cancel culture, can you not be so half-assed about it. 

the other thing that sent my head spinning was last night as I watched the Negotiator, a film with Kevin Spacey in it. Should I have watched it but not enjoyed it? Or should I have watched something else? Or should the movie not have been programmed at all?

maybe all of this is a cursory insight into something that needs to be investigated more.

A lot more