Helpless

“Your Facebook page has been disabled.”

What! Panicked but determined, I searched for means of rebuttal–contact, appeal, mistake. I found “You may appeal for review, which may be delayed due to staff shortages with Covid…” I clicked appeal and followed instructions.

Every entry referred me to “Community Policies”. I read them–all of them!– three/ four times. Nothing. What did I do wrong? Considering the disgusting postings of the past five years from some dark corners of our universe, how could I have been disabled? No nudity. No profanity. No hate speech. Nothing.

Two days passed. I logged into my page. New message. “Review completed. Affirmed. Account is disabled.” No appeal. No process. Done. Kicked off the platform.

I poured again through “Community Policies”. Again, nothing.

A memory–a spark. A few days after I opened my Facebook page, I had received an email message from Facebook. “Someone not connected with your account has been…” Had I been hacked? Was someone unknown to me able to use my new page for alternative purposes?

Helpless, helpless, helpless, help!

Published by Ric d. Stark

New to a post-retirement commitment to literary non-fiction, Ric d. Stark will focus memories on gay life, Hawaiʻi life and Hawaiian quilting.

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