Wastebook
- Frank Weber
- 13 minutes ago
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By Frank Weber
Copyright ©2026
About a year and a half ago, I left Facebook.
I deleted my account for one simple reason:
Facebook took it upon itself to CENSOR me and either make my posts unavailable to the public OR remove them outright. All of this done under the guise of “community standards”.
Interesting in that I never posted a whole writing on it. I posted a description of my blog post or published writing and a link so that anyone interested could go see for themselves.
At that time, there was a concerted effort by opposing views to ‘cancel’ me and my writings.
I did not – nor do I now – blindly agree with any popular narrative.
I leave that to those that lust for marching orders in place of free thought.
I leave that to those that have no free thought and no free will.
BUT…A LOT has happened over the past couple years.
Attitudes have changed and hardcore stances have softened…softened a little bit, anyway.
Nooses have begun to loosen.
I thought, “Well, maybe it’s time to try it again…maybe more people might understand what in hell I’ve been talking about for the past six years.”
I was a fool to think such a thing.
I was a fool to believe for even a second that anyone had left the cowered comfort of control long enough to listen to an opposing thought. Very few have. There have been some but they are few in number.
So here we are.
On February 7, 2026, at approximately 9:00AM, I rejoined Facebook.
I set up a pretty normal profile.
My profile picture, my cover photo and my location.
I included the Michigan Wolverines Fans page as an interest.
Then I added this picture:
Followed by this post:
That was it.
At approximately, 3:00PM, same day, I received THIS message from Facebook…and my entire account was frozen and unusable and unviewable by the public.
By the way...I had NEVER submitted an appeal. I had no idea there was any problem!
There was no specific reason given, just this message.
I had done nothing except send friend requests to a few very old friends, and three had accepted.
That was it, yet here I was once again effectively blocked from my account and the public at large.
Then at approximately 4:00PM, same day, my account was turned back on with an apology for the ‘inconvenience’
I then posted this:
Soon followed by these pictures:
Then at approximately 5:00PM, same day, I received this message from Facebook:
There was no specific reason given, just this message.
I was somehow ‘spamming’ the other users of Facebook and was now prevented from contacting anyone for one week?
Someone explain this to me.
But maybe there’s no need for an explanation.
My posts did not glorify the algorithm’s acceptable narrative. In fact, I am in opposition to them.
The first one was a shot fired back at Facebook and the second one showed – GASP – a shirt with a slogan that promotes FREE THINKING.
OH MY GOD! WHAT WAS I THINKING???
The odd thing is that the picture posted right along with the shirt slogan is nothing more than a reflection of my face in my truck window!
Once again…OH MY GOD! WHAT WAS I THINKING???
So here I sit, writing this piece, only one day later, and I can see only posts from the few people that accepted my requests.
I cannot function on this platform otherwise.
I cannot see ANYONE else on Facebook unless they send me a friend request, and even then I cannot accept it.
Explain to me how these actions make Facebook a ‘safer’ place against 'people like me'.
Explain to me how these actions do anything more than limit, inhibit and eliminate any free thought that might make someone ‘uncomfortable’. Any free idea that might make someone think instead of cower.
My posts and my writings absolutely DO NOT follow the Facebook-promoted narrative and agenda. They never have.
However, I believe in the slogan on my shirt. Talk to me and prove that I’m wrong and you WILL change my mind. Don’t shout barking points to try to plead your position. Trying to shout louder than me does NOT prove your point or make you anywhere close to being correct. It does quite the opposite.
Funny that for as long as I’ve put out that challenge, not one single voice has come forward in any attempt to prove their case or make any attempt to prove me wrong. Not a one.
Sure, I’ve had the hate mail pile up. Cursing and screaming – from behind a keyboard, of course – forever condemning me for my “hateful, racist, fascist view of the world”
Yet never one shred of proof has ever or is ever offered to support that accusation.
Just more barking points.
Learning lesson for the woefully ill-informed…
One of the hallmarks of true fascism is the stamping out of any and all voices that oppose its views. In other words, “If you disagree with us YOU are wrong and evil and must be SILENCED!”
True fascism has absolutely no regard for the exchange of free thoughts and ideas if they even hint at an opposing view point. No regard.
Sounds quite a bit familiar.
Isn’t that an odd – but strangely exact – parallel to my Facebook situation?
Thankfully, I don’t LIVE my life on Facebook.
Thankfully, I don’t HIDE from the real world whenever it might feel ‘uncomfortable’.
Thankfully, I have MY OWN website on which to publish MY OWN personal views and opinions.
More than anything, I want the opportunity to sincerely TALK about these things.
I DO NOT expect personal attacks as a child’s way of proving a point – if you honestly believe that you can prove me wrong – and in effect, change my mind – then do so.
BUT…do it with impartial and impersonal FACTS, NOT your narrative’s barking points.
That incessant barking and screaming has never done anything, does nothing now nor will it EVER do anything in the future to change and form opposing opinions and views. It does nothing but put you on display as spoiled, ill-informed childish minds with no concept of anything other than blind allegiance.
By the way, blind allegiance is one thing that is not only expected from a fascist regime…it is demanded by it! So give that a little thought before you bark that I’m a fascist.
Of course, if those minds had done a scrap of research and reading on their own, history would have told them that already.
So…now what?
I think I’m going to move the Facebook and its Messenger apps to the background and see what transpires over the next week. Nothing can really happen at all and there’s nothing for me to even see.
But I expect THAT is by design.
Make it a waste of my time to stay on that platform.
Make it a waste of my time to consider posting anything more on that platform.
Make it a waste of my time to try to reach any other people on that platform.
Make it all a waste in hopes that I just ‘go away’.
It is certainly a waste of time to stay under these conditions.
I do not fit neatly into that controlling narrative’s demands.
What a waste for what that platform could be.
But it’s not in any way a waste for me personally.
Wastebook is a topic I can easily write about…it just keeps on giving and giving me material!