Wil Wheaton

I followed Wil Wheaton on Facebook until I couldn't take it anymore.

I am a Science Fiction fan. Which means that I am a Star Trek fan. Which means that I am a Star Trek The Next Generation fan. Which means that I am a Wesley Crusher fan. So I want to be a Wil Wheaton fan, but he makes it so hard. On Facebook, he espoused far-left nonsense while saying many mean things toward the political right.

He considers himself a victim of his estranged parents. He had bad depression until he got medicated. His mindset is one of championing perceived victimized groups. He sees everyone on the political right as hateful fascists while spewing hateful rhetoric himself. There is no nuance or middle ground in his thinking.



Wil Wheaton

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As an OG blogger who did everything in html, I resisted Facebook for years. I didn't like the idea of being inside someone else's garden, where I didn't own or control my writing, photos, and so on.

But I ended up here because it's where the people were, and I stayed here to the detriment of my own writing and my own website (that I worked so hard to build on my own in the Before Times).

Over the years, I've been put into Facebook jail for absolute bullshit, usually because of bad faith reports from dickheads, but also because a machine did a comically bad parsing of something I said. (Hey, die in a fire, machine!) As a consequence, I have ended up self-censoring, or even writing and creating to serve whatever the fucking algorithm wants, instead of what I want. It's always bothered me, but at like a 1 on a 10 point scale. I've lived with it, and I've accepted the compromise.

And it's been so frustrating to contort myself into all sorts of non-euclidean shapes, while literally every single time I report someone for hate speech, impersonation, scamming, a different kind of hate speech, terrorist threats, even more hate speech, the machine waits for weeks before it tells me that all of that hate speech was just peachy with Facebook and the gigantic piece of dogshit who owns it.

I've had one foot out the door on this website for a couple months, and now that Meta will allow and encourage hate speech against marginalized and vulnerable people (obviously so that right wing fuckfaces can do the thing, officially, that they've been doing all along) I am leaving for good.

There's no reason for me to be here. Whether it's because I'm boring or the algorithm is squashing me or some combination of both, engagement is way, way down over the last half of last year. And there is just way too much harassment, noise, bots, scammers, and overt fucking Nazism all over the place. If I'm going to reach a smaller audience, anyway, I'm going to reach it via my own blog where I actually care to keep that dogshit in the trash where it belongs.

I'll let my blog crosspost here for a couple of weeks, and then I'm just going to let this account go fallow.

I sincerely hope that, if you have enjoyed following me here, that you'll come over to my blog. There's a simple form there, so you can get my posts by email, probably more reliably than you ever saw things here.

I also have Bluesky, though I'm going to use it minimally -- the fire hose of social media is extremely bad for my (and your) mental health -- and even then, mostly to let folks know when something I made is out in the world.

The people who work for me are going to be unhappy about this. I have a major project coming out in March, and it's not the best idea to walk away from an account with a few hundred thousand followers ... but when I walked away from three million followers on Twitter when fuckface von nepobaby turned it into a fascist propaganda tool, absolutely nothing changed for me, from a business perspective.
Put another way, my experience over the last 25 years has shown me that there is a core of people out there, you are likely among them if you're still reading this (hi, Aunt Dorothy!), who care enough to go where I am. I'm counting on that pattern holding as I leave what has become yet another tool for fascists, authoritarians, bigots, Nazis, and other disgusting and deplorable people to use in their efforts to hurt people I love.

I'll keep my Instagram up a little longer, unless or until this Zuckerberg approved policy of hate and toxic masculinity (why is it always the weakest little men who are so toxic, he asked, rhetorically) metastasizes there, as well.

Please come with me, back to my blog, where it all began.