Another hot summer week has come and gone. From people exhibiting their ugly flip-flop feet in the streets to the heat preventing me to game on my PC, this really isn’t my favourite season. We’ve almost watched five seasons of The Rookie in a few weeks and, while I really like Nathan Fillion, I could take a break from the LAPD and find back my life, which in normal times is absolutely great.

In other news, one of my Instagram accounts has been disabled. Not my main account, but a side one I was using to post World of Warcraft stuff. It’s not a great loss as there were only 5 posts but the way it happened confirms everything I always thought about social networks: you’re not controlling anything.

I woke up this morning to my account being deactivated with the possibility to appeal, which I directly did. After having provided many security codes and a video of my face tilting in every directions, I received a mail to tell me that, after review, my account was permanently disabled. My only way to get it back would be to go to court.

Apparently, the moderating AI identified my account as a bot and its decision is final, even after providing proofs that I’m a real human. I don’t really care since it was just an account to check other people’s World of Warcraft screenshots.

However, the way it happened makes me think that I shouldn’t put any effort in that platform anymore, since an account can be deleted without any form of appeal. Already being a social networks hater, this may be the final push to get me permanently disconnected.

So, starting today, instead of posting my pictures on my main Instagram account, I’ll post them here, as a blog post. Ultimately, after a few months, I’ll deactivate all my Instagram accounts and I’ll be entirely free from social networks. Long live blogging!

As if I needed more reasons to stay away from Facebook or Meta or whatever, I now receive emails blackmailing me to create a Meta account if I want to continue using my Oculus VR set.

I wish that I could write a polite post explaining why I won’t do it, but the temptation is too great, I can’t resist, aahhhhh – Zuckerberg can kiss my ass! He and his company can go suck a fuck, I won’t let them make me their bitch!

Apparently, the risk of premature death is higher among individuals with Tourette syndrome (mortality rate ratio, 1.63) according to a study. But, when facing assholes, being vulgar feels so good, it’s a risk I’m willing to take.

I’ll probably switch to Valve Index, but I’m still holding back for a wireless version. If the wait gets too long, I’ll eventually cave in and purchase one.