My page wasn’t suspended because I violated any rule. My page was suspended because I told the truth. Because I refuse to soften what is happening in this country. Because I say the quiet parts out loud while the people in power want you confused, silent or exhausted. Nothing about this feels like “moderation.” It feels like suppression dressed up in polite corporate language.
Look at the screenshots. No specific post. No citation. No example. Not a single line explaining what I supposedly did wrong. Just a vague notice that “some activity may not follow our rules.” That vagueness is the whole strategy. When they can’t accuse you of anything real, they hide behind empty categories and hope you blame yourself instead of the system.
And you know what makes this even more insulting? I talk about real abuses. I talk about ICE harassing Native women. I talk about Trump’s authoritarian overreach. I talk about corruption, pardons, coverups and threats to democracy. I bring receipts. I post evidence. I do the work. Meanwhile, hate speech, propaganda and violent fantasies circulate on this platform every hour and get algorithmic booster rockets strapped to their backs. That tells you everything about what is actually being policed here.
Let’s be honest. My reach has been throttled for months. Posts vanish from feeds. Engagement drops 90 percent overnight. That’s not an accident. That’s not “the algorithm.” That’s pressure. And when the soft pressure didn’t work, they pulled the plug. You don’t get suspended for breaking rules. You get suspended for breaking narratives.
I built this page from nothing. No corporate backing. No billionaire benefactor. No political machine. Just my voice, my readers, and the truth we have been documenting together. And now a platform that claims to defend “freedom of expression” is trying to erase years of work with a single automated decision. They can pretend it’s neutral. I know better. You probably do too.
The part they will never understand is this: they cannot silence me by flipping a switch. They cannot stop this community by suspending a page. People follow me because they know I don’t lie to them. Because I speak plainly. Because I refuse to look away. They cannot algorithm their way out of that.
This is not the end. This is confirmation that what I am doing matters. You do not get targeted unless you hit a nerve. You do not get suppressed unless someone fears what you’re saying. If anything, this tells me to go harder. To write more. To grow bigger. To stay loud.
I’ll be shifting most of my articles to Substack, Patreon and BuyMeACoffee where the platform can’t yank the floor out from under me without warning. My videos will be moving to YouTube, with more platforms likely added soon so this community always has a place to find me. I’m not slowing down. I’m just taking the work somewhere they can’t shut it off with a button.
I’m appealing the decision. I’m pushing back. And regardless of the outcome, this voice isn’t going anywhere.
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