Mark Zuckerberg, Leader of Digital Necrocide

Meta had 18 years of my family’s love. It took them seconds to delete it. It was my digital scrapbook of our family’s life. It’s been a place where my children in Oklahoma and Hawaii shared updates of their families, my grandchildren and where I treasured memories of my late brother and friends who have passed over the years. I have been a strong advocate for mental health, and always maintained family-friendly content I knew would not embarrass anyone.

Then one day, without warning, Meta took it all away. The Metaverse stole my history and my life. I feel digitally graverobbed, my family’s most sacred moments excavated and discarded by an uncaring machine created by a monster who has but one goal, to expand what he has already.

It started with an abrupt suspension notice demanding I verify my identity through a video selfie. I complied immediately, submitting the required footage of my face. Days turned into weeks with no response and I’m still waiting.

Meanwhile, I discovered an even more devastating twist — my linked Instagram account, which I rarely used, now appeared completely deleted. Every attempt to recover my Facebook account hit the same dead end: Meta’s system insisted I first log into Instagram, which no longer recognized my existence. Currently, Instagram is telling me it no longer finds my profile. And Facebook?

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