Months ago Twitter suspended me. No reason. Possibly it was because I changed my email address. I appealed. No answer. So I just waited. Nothing happened.
I thought I would just cancel my account. But I can only cancel it from inside the account, which I can't get into. I thought I would change my email address but someone had already done that.
Just now I thought I would try the Twitter means of reform again. Then I saw this requirement: if you make contact, it gives us the right to ransack all information accessible through your computer.
I see. They think I'm a spy. Well, if senators can be traitors and the Repubs don't even mind, it's no wonder they think I'm a spy. After all, I'm an 80-year-old solitary in a tiny Montana village who writes all the time. Why would anyone be like that if they weren't a spy. It's suspicious.
I'm beyond being angry. I'm nauseated. I can hang on a few more months. I guess. Maybe.
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