What to do about Facebook, the once ever-popular social media platform that has been prostituted by its zillionaire owner, Mark Zuckerberg?

I guess it’s time to announce a couple of command decisions I have made about the medium.

I am no longer going to purchase anything from it. I did purchase a t-shirt once showing Nolan Ryan pummeling Robin Ventura in that notorious mound-charging incident that Ventura regretted immediately after running into Ryan’s fist.

Nor am I going to engage in anyone purporting to support a political cause.

Zuckerberg announced recently he is doing away with
“fact-checkers,” relying instead on some sort of community watchdog panel. Furthermore, Zuckerberg has sidled up to Donald Trump, joining his cult cabal of MAGAites. Sheesh!

I will use Facebook to distribute High Plains Blogger. I will do so with this post. Facebook does perform a valuable service for me by allowing me to send my blog entries to the 750 or so friends and (mostly) acquaintances I have acquired along the way. Some of them are kind enough to distribute these entries to their friend network.

I joined Facebook around 2009, so I am pretty familiar with how it works.

The truth is, Facebook does allow me to stay in touch with actual friends and family members. I value that part of it, but I find little else of it appealing in any meaningful way.