The Quadrennium Of The Nudge

Ah, again. Facebook is starting to show me contacts with whom I’ve not had much truck in a long while (because Facebook generally prefers to show me suggested posts and whatnot) but whose expressed opinions are disproval of the current administration (which is a little over a month old and has already apparently ruined everything).

I mean, we’ve got the professional poet whom I knew 25 years ago who disapproves. We don’t comment or like each other’s posts–why is she back with her disapproval?

I dunno. I guess Facebook has an interesting idea of whom I want to see anyway. I get posts from an ex-pat with, erm, modernly special child or children, with whom I worked twenty years ago. I get my cousin the yoga teacher who just married a woman.

I also get this Twitter friend whose webinar I attended this month, but who probably could do without my Internet acquaintance:

Jeez, man. Tell me your job depends upon government funding without saying those words.

Facebook is not nudging me to more modernly approved opinions. I’m getting nudged to not bother any more.

I’m pretty sure I’ve grabbed my best one-liners from Facebook and put them onto the recycler tour posts here anyway.