I know, I know…it’s about as futile as tilting at windmills. But we all need to vent, sometimes.

It’s only slightly more effective than those stupid posts that go around every year telling Facebook that you’re unilaterally altering their Terms of Service as of midnight, or something – but it may make you feel better. Spring cleaning always does, right?

I was put in “Facebook Jail” yesterday – yes, again. First, it was “for 24 hours,” meaning I shouldn’t be out yet. Then, when I looked again this morning, this ban had been lifted without explanation.

Twice, in the past week, I have engaged in conversations that I think are (possibly human-supervised) AI chatbots. So now, I’ve got them talking to each other.