I left Facebook a third time this weekend – but only for four hours. I’ve lost a few “friends” I’ve known a long time (as if they were really my friends anyway), and frankly, I feel pretty good about it.
Apparently, I said a couple of things to piss people off. Want to hear my treason? Stick around. First, I said that I had left Netflix in early 2017 and that I was glad I left long before they announced that they were giving Barack and Michelle Obama their own series. Then, I criticized the NFL for altering their kneeling policy during the national anthem – I felt by not covering other forms of protest in their new edict that they left a loophole in place so that the drama would continue or escalate into the 2018-19 season.
It wouldn’t have been so bad if the arguments were logical that I was a bigot or a racist, but these suddenly found critics had no such argument. (I pointed out I voted for Obama twice, reminding them I left Netflix long before the incident – and that seemed to confuse everybody.) In fact, a few people who I haven’t talked to on Facebook (nor want to) came crawling out of the woodwork for the attack on me. When I mentioned on Facebook that people were coming for me – more of them came, including an incident involving a former friend that will remain that way forever if I have anything to do with it.
That’s when I thought about quitting again – and after that, I realized my “enemies” took their best shot at me and barely scratched the surface. There’s hope for me on Facebook yet and after all. I will always listen to logical arguments – but if you don’t have one, don’t waste my time.