I know I’m being ridiculous. Obviously there’s no conspiracy … and yet, given what’s happening in this country, I felt an unsettling chill this afternoon.
First, Amazon ‘Suppressed’ my anti-Trump book. That’s what they call it! ‘Suppressed.’
Suppressed!
I suspect that a Trumpist complained about the content. I spoke with Amazon and got a little heated on the phone. They claim they’re reloading the paperback version of the book, but it hasn’t happened yet.
And then, two hours later, Twitter banned my account from advertising my anti-Trump book:
Banned!
No explanation. The book is a bunch of ‘fractured fairytales’ parodying Trump; nothing, frankly, that hasn’t been done a hundred times … with different subjects
Obviously, this is just coincidence. I’m not within a million miles of important enough to bother with. Still, I started wondering if there’s a growing institutional unwillingness to support anti-Trump screeds right now. That’s clearly paranoid, right?
And yet, for a moment this afternoon, I felt a chill. And now the fact that I felt that way felt … even chillier.
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