A few days ago, I returned to my computer to find I’d been logged out of FB. After I logged back in, and before being sent to my page as usual, I was informed I had to create a Page because it had been decided I was running a business.
Wow, that would be news to me. Yes, I edit books part time, but I’ve never solicited jobs on my wall. I’m also a photographer, but again, I don’t try to drum up sales for my photos. Two or three times a year, I release a book and at that time, I do post an announcement to that effect, but that’s hardly running a business.
I wasn’t allowed to move forward until I agreed to create a Page. After I did that, I was informed I had fourteen days to migrate my profile information to the new Page. There was no mention of what would happen if I didn’t do that.
I haven’t done that. I’m considering my options.
None of my close writer friends have run into this yet, so it’s another one of FB’s hit or miss bullshit decisions, improperly rolled out. I was offered an opportunity to send feedback. I did so, pointing out what I said above and requesting I not be forced to maintain a page no one will see anyway. We all know how FB “tweaked” the algorithms so only seventeen of your friends see anything posted on a page unless you give them money by boosting the ad.
I had a page once. It didn’t do shit for sales even when I coughed up money to FB, so I killed it. Maybe that’s why I was targeted; I had a page once and now I don’t. Still, I ain’t running no business, and if they spent even five minutes on my wall, they’d see the same crap everyone else posts.
I am now in a quandary. I don’t respond well to intimidation or bully behavior, and FB is employing both tactics in this instance.
It’s possible, at the end of the fourteen days, my account will be deleted. It’s also possible I will let it happen. Ethically, morally, I do not like or approve of FB. They spy on users, they sell our information to the highest bidder, and let’s face it: we are only there because we make them money. If we didn’t, Zuckerberg would have invented something else. I use it because it’s a convenient way to stay in touch with friends and readers, but there are other platforms, though admittedly, they aren’t as widely used.
The reality is most of my “friends” on FB aren’t. There is an inner circle of people I consider friends. The next circle out contains acquaintances I run into now and again and enjoy chatting with, and then there’s the outer border, which is the largest circle of all: people I don’t know, who I never talk to because they don’t talk to me.
If I vanished from FB, how many would follow me elsewhere? I bet I can count them on two hands. Hell, maybe it’s only one hand.
As of today, I haven’t decided whether or not to acquiesce to FB’s demands. If I vanish, however, you can always find me here on WordPress, on Twitter (though I’m not there much), and on G+ (I’m there a lot). Search for Fenraven, and you’ll find me.
I was taught the only way to defeat a bully was to stand up to them. In the case of Fen vs. Facebook, Fen will lose. I know this, but I don’t like how I’d feel if I rolled over and never said a word.