Dear Mark Zuckerberg
Susan Lyne

Actually, the better solution is to abandon social media altogether. Silicon Valley is notoriously alt-right, and while Zuckerberg leans more towards the left than many of his colleagues/competitors, he’s still immersed in that little Ayn Randian bubble they’ve carved out for themselves.

The alt-right movement that has such a profound influence over social media technology does not believe in taking sides, in policing even itself. If that means it balkanizes America, then that’s natural and good. Populism, woohoo!

In short, don’t expect someone constrained by an ideology that cannot even exist (never mind hollowly thrive as most other ideologies) withOUT the echo chambers of social media to shatter those reverberating walls. Not only do those constructs make him rich, he has inclinations to think it’s alright. If for no other reason, he has expressed confirmation in the same ideals that Obama did when he was asked if he’d try to reinstate the Fairness Doctrine. The belief that many ideas must defeat many ideas. More voices, pile them on. That’s the argument. It’d be a valid argument, of course, as Habermas suggested, if the voices were useful, and not just noisy. Noise effects nothing but irritation.

That’s why I just walked away. I’m off FB now; I no longer log into websites with that account but use Google instead, and only to make occasional comments on blogs. I had already expunged all the bigots and racists from my friends list. There was no reaching them, and I tired of the bile they spat all over any of my posts (even those totally unrelated to politics). But after the election, I was also tired of my friends and those who are simply friendly. The moaning and crying was more pleading for echos, liberal echos mind you, but still the same stuff.

Maybe I’m just tired of Americans in general. Too much partisanship combined with the inevitable plea for a false equivocation, or reconciliation. Smh. And in this self-imposed exile from social media, I look to my own era’s Emerson when he visited Thoreau in prison. “Henry! What are you doing in there?” he chided — tone-trolling his good friend. Thoreau glared back. Emerson knew darn well why he’d been arrested. So he responded: “Why are YOU out there?”

Of course, I’m not in actual jail yet. But this election stinks worse than any before it in contemporary times. The hatred it not only brings bubbling to the top but normalizes does suggest the new administration has “plans”. The kind of plans that may require more than peaceful marches. The kind of plans that result in a horrible incident, a massacre perhaps, and spurs the justifiable reaction of howling, bloody vengeance that, at this point, may be the only path towards -real- reconciliation and justice.

Mandela and the ANC already proved it works. Don’t tone-troll me and don’t expect the enemy to change their ways. We’ve been trying to reason with them for decades and their ear plugs have just gotten thicker. They now disavow reason altogether, or contort it to support their bigotry and vices with moral relativism (and try to tell us that liberals are the intolerant ones; c.f., Karl Popper on the dangers of tolerating intolerance, writing in the era of fascism). We’re hastening to the point where eliminating some of them is the only option to get things done.

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