How to Protest Without Blocking Traffic

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Also without littering or stupid hats:

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FACEBOOK: Nike

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I have decided to boycott Nike.

Now, I don’t actually understand any of the controversy surrounding athletes kneeling during the Pledge.  Granted, I was the kid who refused to say the Pledge on the grounds that the Pledge of Allegiance was for commies, and apart from a few dead Yankees, the only athletes I can actually name appeared in Space Jam.

But I am boycotting Nike nevertheless, because: ableist microaggression.

Some of you may be wondering if I’ve ever even owned a pair of Nikes, because the only shoes you’ve ever seen me in are boots and (long ago) freakishly-high heels.

The answer is yes; I have favored Nike running shoes since I was a wee lad.

I wear them for running.  And only for running.

The reason for my patronage should be fairly obvious to anyone who has ever taken the time to carefully scrutinize my bare feet: I have a narrow heel.  Also mutant toes, according to a certain someone who needn’t be named.**  And Nike running shoes are an excellent choice for anyone with a narrow heel (and mutant toes).

Also, ‘νίκη’ is the Greek word for ‘victory’, which is what turned me on to the brand in the first place. 🏛

I became positively fixated on Nike in high school, following the launch of their Property of No One ad campaign.  I thought it was freakin’ godly to wear shirts that read, “property of no one”, followed by the Nike swoosh.  You can see sixteen-year-old me in one of my Nike shirts here: #########

But I digress.  The point of this post was to announce that I will not be buying any more Nike running shoes to wear when I go running.

Nor will I be running in the Nike running shoes I believe lie buried somewhere in the back of my closet.  But I have no plans to burn them either, because that would require me to leave Indoors.

I ask that you all support my personal vendetta against Nike by refusing — REFUSING, I say — to buy me any Nike running shoes.  Even if it means sacrificing everything.

(Note: It probably won’t cost you anything.)


** [My Best Friend]

More Facebook Censorship

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I’d posted a link to my 9/11 entry because I knew the Facebook mods weren’t about to let any talk of terrorism stand — wouldn’t want to trigger any supporters of radical Islam on September 11th, now would we?

But I wasn’t really expecting them to go after the comments.  Not just mine, even:

A friend of mine left that response, and I’d gotten in the habit of taking screen shots after Facebook began its discriminatory campaign of forbidding Russian bots the freedom of visual expression.  (Which is incredibly racist, by the way.)

I replied to my friend in two installments.  I’ve gone ahead and spliced them together and inserted the urls as hyperlinks, rather than attachments:

Fewer religious duties would go a long way toward establishing an interplanetary market and make some of that Martian spirituality Bradbury and Heinlein waxed so fondly about accessible to the average middle-class Earthling.

Unfortunately, I do not see this happening any time soon. Those who promote the economics of Islamic mercantilism have successfully lobbied for a fatwa again Martian emigration, and recent polls have shown that there are still Christians who do not believe in space.

Which is a damned shame, considering that the Price Wars between the Jews and the Sith have made interplanetary travel cheaper than ever.

Not that this means anything to the Sikhs, because they never seem to make it past TSA. 🤷‍♀️

Oh, and from what I understand, the Buddhists have filed a class-action lawsuit against Science, alleging Science to be riddled with fat-shaming and ableist microaggressions.

As a cripple, I hope they win.

Facebook soon flagged all three comments for review, making them invisible, though it still showed that three comments had been left on the post.  I checked my Facebook history, and all traces of my comments had been removed from there as well.

Fortunately, I never type anything lengthy directly into Facebook, but instead copy and paste from my Note app.  So reposting would be fairly simple — or so I thought:

I eventually realized that in order to repost, I’d need to change a couple of punctuation marks.

After successfully reposting both comments, I followed up with a message to the Facebook mods:

I should note that the three original comments briefly reappeared this morning, only to be deleted a short time later.  As of right now, my two reposts and one friendly invitation to social media censors remain untouched.