Amidst the debates and financial crisis a far more important event took place last week. This act of terror came without warning. There were no whistles, war declarations, or UN meetings. This crisis I speak of was not on CNN, NBC’s or C-Span, and doubt “googling” it will turn up results.
Last week, while the world naively turned, my Facebook account was disabled.
I was having a milestone day. After over three years of face book addiction I hit 2000 friends, and not from stalking either. Just being a social butterfly led me to meet my goal. I fear that this is also why they sought to check my account.
But instead of contacting me to give me a warning they just cut me off. Cold turkey! And, the only cold turkey I like is on my sandwiches, and even then Id rather have those toasted.
They told me to read the terms of use without any explanation. This is the reply I received from an email I sent them.
“Hi,
Fake names are a violation of our Terms of Use. Facebook requires users to provide their full first and last names (i.e. no initials). Nicknames can be used in the form of FirstName ‘NickName’ LastName, but only if they are a variation on your real first or last name, such as ‘Bob’ instead of ‘Robert’. Additionally, please note that impersonating anyone or anything is prohibited.
If you would like to use this profile again, just get back to us with your real name, and we will reactivate the account for you.
Thanks for your understanding,
Gianna
User Operations
No one reads the terms of use! I’ve had my account for over 3 years, and I have changed my name several times. I used to put pictures of feces as my profile picture so that I could see what responses people would post on my wall. (It was sick; but you’re not perfect either). I would imagine feces are more offensive then being listed as Lord Seu Basker.
Instinctively when I sit down at a computer I log onto Facebook. But for six days, all I could do is click refresh on my Sammail inbox. I even tried to log in just to see if it was all a big dream, but it wasn’t. I didn’t know whose birthdays were coming up. I wasn’t able to find out about who’s currently in a “complicated” relationship. I didn’t even get the invite to an event that I was performing in.
My friends this must not continue. If they’ll do this to me, then they can do it to you. Join the cause, and add Bradley Basker as your friend. You can affect change in this nation.
Some say your vote for president doesn’t count, but I guarantee your friend request will not be ignored.
Rock the Book.