I wasn’t fucking kidding, Facebook
Monday, May 31st, 2010Remember when I said, “If it weren’t for Desktop Defender, I wouldn’t even be on Facebook?” Well? Remember what I said, “Any site who deletes even a passing image that could be even confused as Mr. Peace Be Upon Him, I would cancel all accounts and encourage a boycott, even if I’m a paying customer?”
Well, Facebook, you’re just like Comedy Central. A bunch of Dickless Cowards. And I will no longer need your services.
By removing those pages, you show that you’d keel over to a bunch of mindless, extremist assholes who would have wished you dead regardless of whatever you deleted those pages or not, and that you care more for a bunch of retards who pride themselves of never reading a book than someone who would shell out their hard-earned money—and I’m not talking about myself here—who could actually support you. By kowtowing of some hypersensitive fucks who break out the torches and pitchforks if you so much as look at them cross-eyed, you cease to be a company worthy of my involvement.
I’ve already flagged my account for deletion, and after 14 days, all information you have on me should be officially removed. And I do hope that others who value their own self-expression over fearing someone who’s on the other side of the fucking planet do the same.
Facebook: Officially Dead to Me.
