
Last night I couldn’t sleep and decided to scroll down my Facebook feed much farther than usual. I was horrified. Facebook’s algorithm has pigeonholed me in several ways that distort the breadth of my interests and skills, so I am being bombarded by posts from people and groups I don’t even know with dumb memes, stupid questions, and worst of all, idiotic opinions about American history, baseball, movies, show music, Gilbert and Sullivan, dogs, TV and trivia, periodically interrupted by mind-blowingly idiotic political posts by Facebook friends that without exception tempt me to downgrade my once positive evaluations of their intelligence and character.
It isn’t only that their posts are almost all leftist gloating and anti-Trump rants, it’s that virtually none of them contain legitimate, coherent, thought-provoking arguments backed by facts. Most are unequivocal lies, misrepresentations, delusions and statements that should embarrass a 15 year old. Here’s one I noticed this morning, endorsed by an actor friend:

Right. ICE and “Medicare for All” were literally on the ballot. One Harvard poll in July found that 75% of those polled support deporting criminal illegal aliens and 55% favor deporting all illegal immigrants. Over 95% oppose Biden-style open borders.
The most depressing revelation is the truly dumb stuff being posted by former EA columnist “Curmie.” It’s like watching a cherished relative’s mind deteriorate with progressive dementia. The man I trusted with absolute freedom to publish essays on Ethics Alarms, whom I had been exchanging opinions and ideas with for more than a decade, a teacher, a scholar and a thoughtful professional, routinely posts on Facebook garbage like that thing above, which is far from the worst I’ve seen, just the latest. Watching freinds like Curmie behave like this feels like the Black Plague spreading across Europe, except that the dead are logic, common sense, truth, the ability to perceive reality—I view an obsession with Epstein as signature significance for clinical Trump Derangement—and America’s prospects for surviving in any form the Founders would recognize.
Well, I just depressed myself again. Take over and cheer me up.







