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When you’re cursed by a fascist, on Facebook it’s just Tritoula. When you answer the fascist, they silence you for 30 days.
When I was defamed for my father’s honorary pension, on Facebook it was just Tritoula. When Christos Staikouras responded with documents that the pension was completely legal, they remained muddy and no one blocked them. Because on Facebook it’s just Tritula.
When I filed a lawsuit on this issue and my accusers, including the golden target, apologized to me, on Facebook it was just Tritoula.
When they kept slandering me with the argument that “what is legal is not moral”, on Facebook it was only Tritoula.
When I sent the unpaid retirement checks for my mother and myself, demonstrating that in our case legality is also moral, users continued to attack me. Because on Facebook it was just Tritoula.
When racists, homophobes and fascists insulted me with the most marketable descriptions, on Facebook it was only Tritoula.
When users collected a lot of personal information about me and my family, Facebook was just Tritula.
When users hung my personal life on clothespins without giving me that right, on Facebook it was just Tritoula.
When users treated me with blatant racism because of my age because I committed the crime of having been born before them, on Facebook it was only Tritula.
When users (but also politicians like Adonis Georgiadis and others) made fun of the mental illness of depression, which I have suffered from very young, on Facebook it was only Tritoula.
When under the pretext of depression they psychiatrized the political dialogue because they didn’t like my views, on Facebook it was just Tritula.
When users insulted me with descriptive descriptions, on Facebook it was only Tritula.
When the users of the messenger sent a message that threatened my physical integrity, such as “we know where you live”, “we ride a carter”, “we will rot you in the forest”, on Facebook it was only Tritula.
When users were throwing all the hate speech at me, Facebook was just Tritula.
When users, to attack me, violated all Facebook terms and conditions (I have saved all relevant comments), it was only Tritula.
I understand that when 250,000 people follow you, you are dangerous.
I understand that when you are not carried away by the waters of the ultra-elegant and carefree, you are dangerous.
I understand that when you highlight their scandals in journalism, you are dangerous.
I understand that when you write about the illegal assignments of millions, fascism and your religion, it is dangerous.
I understand that when you expose the adored pedophiles of this government, the police violence of this government, the impunity of this government, you are dangerous.
I understand that when people die outside the ICU, but Mitsotakis gives 650,000 ads on Facebook, some from here will wipe their feet.
They say they banished me because I put them in a troll with a fake profile and a fake photo. Instead of excluding the fascist face (yes, I insist) they exclude me with the genuine certified profile.
All right.
For years, I have saved all the abusive, racist and misogynistic Facebook comments about myself. Comments on the messenger, comments on my wall, comments on the walls of other users. Vulgar comments, comments with jokes and curses, comments with threats to my life, comments that have made me cry, comments that have made me angry, comments that have scared me. I have everything saved.
Find koutoutsika, my character’s murder, since it’s been so many years since you made it, you’re still trying.
And one last thing, why don’t we scoff at being silenced by this hobo? My last post was the publication of the news that Sofia Nikolaou gave a new direct assignment of 144,000 euros to a shell company. Stay tuned for news, good fellows, something is not right here.
I don’t know what my next steps will be, it’s still early. I will first look at what this Teleperformance Greece is and if it really only controls the ads, as it claims.
All I know is that you cannot silence a person who writes on a website or post.
What’s more, you can’t silence a person who has so many friends.
Friends I met here when I first entered 13 years ago, friends who share the same ideas, the same values, the same humor, the same sensibilities. And above all the same sense of justice.
I am deeply grateful, thank you for the support and affection last night, thank you for the support and affection all these years that we have held hand in hand.
We are together and we are many. Our fear of having. Because the poet says it better than we do.
“They are afraid of us, my love,
καὶ ὅταν μᾶς σκοτώνουν
νεκροὺς μᾶς φοβοῦνται πιὸ πολύ “.
PS: A woman I love, appreciate and respect, Eugenia Loupaki, was also banished for 30 days, because she supported me and made my ban public. Never mind, we’ll both have a good time, you know, cooking can finally teach me.
My respects Eugenia!
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