While we readily admit that we're active on Twitter and realize that that social media platform could also be doing dastardly things, we cats just can't refrain today from saying Thank God we're not on Facebook.
Our primary motivation not to join up was one of privacy — as in, we didn't want to be found by anybody we haven't already kept in touch with. We had no desire for reunions with "old pals" from the animal shelter, the PetSmart "Adopt a Cat" display, or the Miami neighborhood we used to roam and kill rats in. They call it "the past" for a reason, you know?
And then the more we learned about Mark Zuckerberg, the less we wanted him to have our data. It was feline intuition. To us, Zuckerberg was the Ted Cruz of social media — we just didn't like the guy.
We made the right call. Not being on the Face Thing means that Cambridge Analytica didn't scoop up our information with 50 million other Americans'. (As we said, who knows about Twitter, or for that matter, Blogger by Google. But as far as Facebook goes, we're safe.)
It's just another of a gazillion reasons to vote in November and take Congress back. While it looks like Cambridge Analytica's reckoning may have arrived, the Democrats need to get back in charge of Capitol HIll and drag Zuckerberg's skinny ass in front of a committee or two, under oath. Seeing him squirm would give us the most pleasure since Pharma Bro was hauled off to the hoosegow. (That is, if Zuckerberg isn't indicted first.) We cats PURR.
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