
So along comes a young man who is going out for his first job interview. He is a "Jeans and T-shirt" kind of guy. He asks, "What should I WEAR to a job interview?" So I replied, telling him to dress for the position. If he is applying for an office job, he should wear a suit and tie, and leather shoes. Shave or at least TRIM his "Grizzly Beard" and get a haircut, etc. If he is applying for construction work, he should show up in work boots and rugged clothing. LOOK THE PART! Then I told him, you would not hire a surgeon who arrived in the operating room wearing a basketball jersey and shorts. You would not hire a lawyer who sat at his desk in denim shorts and a wife beater T-shirt...
The robo-sissies at Facebook picked up on the words "wife beater" and banned me for violating their community standards! They accused me of promoting violence against women.

So I contested the ban, because I knew that their silly, sensitive, gender confused, multi-pronoun beta-male screening algorithms had flagged the post. Facebook STOOD by their decision! They slapped my hand with a 24-hour ban, in an effort to teach me some lesson about how to be "more then-thitive!" So I deleted the account.

I was looking to Facebook marketplace to sell metal art, etc., since the entire country is hopelessly addicted to Facebook. When you suggest that someone leave Facebook and take back control over their lives, they look at you in horror! Imagine the thought of not being able to post a photo of your three taco lunch combo, or watch endless videos that prove people are stupid! No, most people wander the countryside with the clan of the cavemen, who look at a fellow cave dweller who broke a leg, and wander off in a crowd, foraging for berries, eating bugs, pooping as the need arises, and leaving the injured tribesman to be devoured by the wildlife.
I have to hand it to Facebook! They are the largest drug pusher on Earth, and most people are hopelessly addicted to it! Facebook found the perfect, irresistible formula that the masses cannot resist! When telephones first appeared, we had party lines. People did not have individual numbers. ANYONE on the party line could eavesdrop on a private conversation between two people. Then C.B. radios came onto the scene. Later, the craze took off again, with B.B.S. systems. Then the Internet, and finally, FACEBOOK! The ultimate drug! A means to monitor and POLICE human thought!
Type the word, "Blender" and you will start receiving ads and emails from every kitchen appliance company on Earth! Comment on your desire to lose weight, and you will be bombarded with ads for miracle weight loss products! Mention that you got up to pee last night, and you will receive endless ads for prostate pills and water treatments. People IGNORE the fact that they are all PRISONERS OF THOUGHT. Write or post ANYTHING that angers your controllers, and you will be blocked or banned until you straighten up and parrot the official narrative!
So WHERE to put out the word that you make metal art? ETSY, sure. Pinterest? Okay. Where else? Facebook is off of the table.
Joe
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