My readership, which I had built up to around 600 views a day, with about 40 people who checked in "regularly" (or had feed aggregators doing it for them) suddenly plummeted to more like 16 views a day, beginning right after I had posted something negative about the Democrat candidate.
That was the day my "wokeness" rating was dropped to below the "cancel" threshold, the way a Google associate explained things to me.
But I was being paranoid, and a bit narcissistic to even think that Google would be mindful of my little blog, or concerned that my ideas could pose some kind of threat to anyone who might encounter them.
"That's nonsense; it's the Republicans that do that," said the party that has become notorious for accusing others of doing exactly what they, themselves, are doing.
They are the authoritarian fascists, shutting down free speech, cancelling those who won't play the game...
There are 2 sets of "news" that goes out, and they are just about perfect compliments of each other.
For example, after Trump got shot, my phone's screen greeted me the next day with like a slow motion GIF of Donald yelling "fight!" while that "proud to be an American" song played..
Later that day, I used Elizabeth's phone for something, and when I opened the YouTube app, there, sandwiched in between rescue animals shivering for the cameras and needing "just 72 cents a day" to save their, or one of their less photogenic contemporaries, lives were news articles which were basically the counter narrative to all the articles on my own phone.
The slow motion trump video had been revised for Elizabeth to one where someone was claiming that the shooting had been faked (to get votes?) as part of some elaborate conspiracy. Trumps hand went to his ear before the first shot was even heard....
"... the speed of sound being slower than the speed of light?"
"Shut up, Racist!!" ....
"He's so deceitful, he faked an assassination attempt!" Elizabeth was sure of that; she had been reading about it all day, even NPR and PBS concurred, so you know!
Type of thing.
It was an elaborate, er, scheme, to help him get votes, and to get Mark Zuckerberg on his side, they probably paid people in the crowd to fake being hit by stray bullets. Notice how someone just happened to have their camera out when Trump was pumping his fist, how convenient...they were all in on it!
And, don't listen to the MAGA people; all they do is trade in conspiracy theories...
This blog was hidden from search engines, so that even if someone Googled: "Post Title Goes Here," today, they wouldn't see this post referenced anywhere in the first half dozen pages of results.
What did I expect, I just questioned the integrity of NPR, for Christ's sake... people shouldn't see this! This is the same NPR that just had an all transgender lesbian band on their Tiny Desk concert series..who do I think I am?!
So, to beat the algorithm, I could buy a new phone, then start a new blog using the new phone number as a new identity, then use a VPN so my IP address won't give me away...
I'll know if I was successful if my phone doesn't seem to know WHAT to send me. I ain't got no 72 cents a day for no rescue cats, but I can click on all the P Diddy news stories to kind of give the algorithm somewhere to start on my profile...
Then, cut 15 years worth of blogging from here, and paste it into the new blog. And then maybe put in the energy required to build up to a following of 40 readers a day...
Well, 39, plus my mom...
