October 15, 2022: Suspended!

I tried to get Zoom to use a photo of me, for times when I don’t want to be on video, but I don’t want to be a black box on the screen. Zoom used to do that for me, and then it stopped, and I was trying to get it to go back to the old way, but no dice. I did, however, rouse its slumbering attention, and now it sends me emails asking if I would like to be more productive.

Hmm. I probably SHOULD be more productive. I definitely COULD be more productive. But do I WANT to be more productive?

I don’t.

I tried to un-register for a volunteer gig, because I’d double-booked myself. The website couldn’t believe I was canceling. Was I sure? REALLY sure? When it finally caved, the success page said, “You have removed yourself from your opportunity.”

This seemed like weird phrasing, but maybe they talk that way to anyone wanting to be less productive.

Best of all - I got suspended from Twitter. Only for 12 hours, but I’m strangely proud. I got suspended for inciting violence, which in this case consisted of me sending a little note to Nancy Pelosi, telling her I wished she COULD have punched out the former guy, as she had hoped to do on January 6^th.  We Democratic grandmas are tough.

I don’t disagree with the anti-violent-speech rule, and I actually hope Twitter shuts down everybody making threats, whether in solidarity and mild jest or in deadly earnest. So I’m not complaining about the suspension, though I hadn’t seen it coming. Anyway, I plan not to incite violence on Twitter any more. If I can remember.

In the meantime, I’ve sent Nancy a “Well done.”  

(Photo bears no relation to anything. I just saw it on the sidewalk today and liked it.)