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Up until this week I had never spent any time in FaceBook jail.  That was a fact I bore with considerable shame.  Most of my right leaning friends have been there multiple times.  I continuously post the same type of stuff that gets them sent to the FaceBook gulag, often much worse. 

I have long been jealous of those who have earned badges of honor for having become political prisoners, held incommunicado by the tyrannical regime of misfits who run what I frequently call FascistBook.  I have constantly upped my game, to no avail. 

My shame for not being sentenced to FaceBook jail was becoming unbearable.  I had no idea what I was doing wrong.  I kept comparing what I was posting versus those who paid a price for posting the truth.  I so saw no difference, yet I was denied the honor of earning a FaceBook jail campaign ribbon.

That all changed this past Tuesday when I saw the little box at the top left corner of my wall.  In the center of that box was the words account restricted.  That little box meant that I had finally earned my badge of honor.  I did celebrate when I saw this.  I celebrated by having a second pint of my homebrewed India Pale Ale.

I am no stranger to censorship by socialist media.  Well over a year ago I earned the coveted lifetime ban by Twitter.  They took away my 12,000 followers along with all my posting privileges.  My crime was that I constantly posted the truth.  I posted stuff that contradicted official progressive narrative.  That is exactly what earned my current 90 day stay in FaceBook Jail.

My stay in FaceBook jail is proof that that company is nothing but a mob of petty tyrants who believe that freedom of speech only applies to those who parrot the official progressive narrative on every single issue.  That goes against everything the United States of America stands for.  It is the type of behavior that is commonplace in tyrannical dictatorships.

When I saw the account restricted box I clicked on it and received a listing of the offences that led to my 90 day stint in jail. They were a listing of every single one of the phony fact checks FascistBook has hit me with.  That was an exceptionally lengthy list.  I constantly earn them because I post the truth whenever I encounter it.  When I get hit with a fact check I challenge it by attaching one of series of photos to it.  One of the photos reads “lets start calling fact checking what it is, Censorship.”  Another photo reads “George Orwell called them Thought Police, FaceBook calls them fact checkers.”

FaceBook sentenced me to a 90 day stay in jail because I post the truth about the Wuhan Flu, the carnage caused by the covid vaccines, the failures of lockdowns, mask mandates, the theft of the election from President Trump, and so much more.

I will not let my stay in FaceBook jail silence me in the slightest.  I will not change my posting habits at all.

Mrs. Teasdale: Your excellency I thought you left

Chicolini [disguised as Firefly]: Oh no I no leave

Mrs. Teasdale: But I saw you with my own eyes

Chicolini: Who are you going to believe me or your own eyes?

Duck Soup 1933

As I think about it while the Marx Brothers line is apt this clip from: A guide for the married man (1967) might be more proper.

We’re at a point where people are going to have to decide if they are going to buy Joey Bishop’s line or not.

By:  Pat Austin

SHREVEPORT -A few random thoughts today:     

On Living in Louisiana: Even though Louisiana is at the bottom of all the important economic growth lists, bottom of education, bottom of job growth, there are some definite advantages to living here. I’ve written often about the differences between north and south Louisiana – it might as well be two different universes, and I do love south Louisiana. But, even up here in the northern part of the state, we have our perks. It’s never a bad day, for example, when a friend calls out of the blue on a gorgeous Saturday afternoon and says, “We droppin’ a big ol’ batch of crawfish in da water right now; come get you some!”

When that happens, you drop what you are doing, grab a six-pack, and follow the directions to a renovated industrial looking building in the shad of the interstate where three 45-pound sacks of crawfish await the hot boiling brew over the propane fire that turns them into spicy, tasty delicacies. I could eat my weight in crawfish.

They aren’t crayfish or crawdads around here; they are crawfish. Sometimes mudbugs. Always delicious.

Another perk of living in Louisiana is the weather; yes, last winter we had a five-day snowmageddon event that had us shut inside for a solid week. Unheard of. We have already had our one day of snow this week, so now we look forward to spring. Oh, the cold isn’t done with us yet. We will have a few more spells where the temps go below freezing, but for the most part, I’m looking for spring.

I mean, college baseball kicked off this weekend. Nothing says spring like college baseball!

We have Mardi Gras parades coming up beginning in the next week or so and that harkens to Lent and then the Easter season, and well, spring.

Here in Shreveport, we have “city Mardi Gras” as opposed to “country Mardi Gras” celebrated by many of my friends in Cajun country down south. Very different events! But always fun.

I’m the first one to get on my soapbox and complain about the crime, the terrible politicians, the urban decay, the potholes, the low teacher pay, etc.; we are far from perfect here in Louisiana, but dang, I wouldn’t live anywhere else.

On The Super Bowl: Are you going to watch? I’m probably not. I haven’t watched an NFL game in three or so years and could not care less about it. I do love Joe Burrow however, and so I rather would like to see him win, but I won’t lose any sleep over it. We usually watch the Puppy Bowl instead.

On The Vanishing Louisiana Coast: I know we all hate the NYT, but I do want to share this article. Last week one of the books I share with you was the Mosquito Supper Club cookbook and this article references that book, the author, and her very real concerns about the danger of the Louisiana coastline. I’ve seen it. It’s read and it’s shocking. We can debate the whole climate change angle, but whatever the actual cause, or combination of causes, we are losing a lot of land down there, as well as entire communities and even the sustainability of our seafood industry. It’s troublesome.

Y’all have a good week and be kind.

Pat Austin blogs at And So it Goes in Shreveport and at Medium; she is the author of Cane River Bohemia: Cammie Henry and her Circle at Melrose Plantation. Follow her on Instagram @patbecker25 and Twitter @paustin110.

Being the first to connect Trudeau with the word truck, as in the not so polite version of “Let’s Go Brandon,” is another thing I cannot claim credit for.  I first encountered it in this photo, taken by an unknown photographer, which I saw on Facebook.

For more than twenty months I’ve been waiting for organized resistance to all of the Covid tyranny to begin in earnest.  As each month has gone by without widespread revolt I’ve been getting more and more agitated and disheartened.  Because the United States has always been the land of the free, I expected that the people here would have put an end to all of this tyrannical nonsense well over a year ago. 

I got my hopes up too many times, as it appeared that all of these mandates, passports, and lockdowns would all be swept away by an orgy of mass protest, that appeared to be igniting, only to see the flames sputter out.

Finally there appears to be a mass movement, camped out in Ottawa, that could bring an end to the totalitarian nightmare in Canada. 

So far the Canadian Government has not backed down. They are actually considering imposing new mandates.   Trudeau has demonstrated tremendous courage during the mass protest by fleeing to an unknown location.

The protests have been peaceful.  Yet that has not prevented the chief of the Ottawa police from threatening them.

Ottawa Police Chief Peter Sloly told reporters on Monday that “all options are on the table,” including “enforcement,” to end an ongoing protest led by truckers in the Canadian capital against the country’s onerous anti-coronavirus mandates that Sloly himself admitted had led to no injuries or violence.

These convoys are spreading.  One is planned for Australia, one for the United States, and several in Europe.  Gould this finally be the end of our totalitarian nightmare?