It’s been 535 days since my mother went into the hospital for sepsis, and I decided to make a change in my life and stop being so online.
Last night, I got another e-mail from Pinterest, in which they stated that they had removed a pin about the Amazing Digital Circus, because it involved self-harm. Given that I hadn’t used Pinterest much since that show came out, I was perplexed; I was puzzled. I was bewildered. What pin?
They wouldn’t show me. They gave me the URL, which resolves to nothing, and has no backups I can find online. My photographic memory tells me one thing: I know which image it was, and I remember saving it, thinking, ‘I wonder if Pinterest’s bullshit A.I. is going to pick this completely harmless image and say that there’s something wrong with it.’
And it did.
Fuck me, Freddy.
A Separation from Pinterest
I’m going to work to remove most of my saved pins from Pinterest. Of course, having comparatively little free time these days (I used to have all day; now I have maybe five hours a day to do goofy shit, which is contemptably small for my purposes), this will take some time. Undoubtedly, I will still get some e-mails from Pinterest’s A.I. measuring its own ballsack and finding something I didn’t even post lacking.
The real reason I’m not going to be using Pinterest anymore is because you don’t have the right to send me e-mails in the middle of the night that scare me. For the longest, I tip-toed through social media services, afraid of what I would feel if I got permanently banned. Then Reddit decided to permaban me for telling people not to commit the crime of posting revenge porn, and I was confused.
A year and some change later, I’ve realized something: I don’t want to be on Reddit anymore, because I cannot fucking trust it.
And I don’t want to be bothered by Pinterest anymore, because they pulled this shit:
Would you like to appeal?
Appeal what, I thought. They showed me nothing; if I hadn’t a photographic memory, it would have been impossible to know what they were talking about. Given that their userbase probably has an average of slightly higher than 200 different pins at any given time, one has to imagine that if you played ‘guess the pin we banned’ with any of them, they’d lose.
But still, I clicked the link to appeal… and it showed me a screen: “Appeal submitted!”, or somesuch nonsense. I expected a form. No form.
What the fuck?
24 hours later, the appeal— for whatever the fuck it could even be— has been denied.
Okay, great! Good chat, team!
What the fuck are you dipshits doing over there?
Whatever it is, I don’t want any part of it.
Stop e-mailing me.
If your A.I. doesn’t manage to kick me out first as it trips over its own dick, I’ll be leaving, thanks.
Idiots.