Now I Have No Facebook at All

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What are they trying to do to me?

This morning I have no Facebook connection at all. When I try to reconnect, WordPress tells me it’s “not allowed.” What?

Is this all to force me to use their shiny new “block editing”? Well, I can’t use it! And I don’t want to use it! I’m here to write, not sod around with computers.

WordPress acts more like an adversary than the provider of a service. But of course if I leave I’ll lost an archive numbering thousands of posts.

No wonder I’m down 120 views a day.

P.S.–Jill has found other Facebook buttons I can use, so at least I can go back to sharing my blog posts on my wife’s Facebook page. The only drawback is that the new buttons don’t tell me how many readers have shared the post. Maybe it’s a WordPress glitch that’ll go away. I don’t know.

Can You Share My Posts Now?

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Ragnar the Happy Puppy, once a business associate of Byron the Quokka, has found that the “301 Whatsit Permanently Moved” message that used to scuttle my Facebook posts is now gone as mysteriously as it came; and also the little “share” buttons now have numbers in them again (WordPress blames that glitch on Facebook).

I would like to know, now, if my readers are able to share my posts with others on Facebook. I’m sure some of you have given up trying.  But the only way I’ll know if it’s working is for readers to share my posts. The more it gets shared, the higher the little number in the button. Sorry, but that’s about as hi-tech as my language gets.

For that matter, yes, I do know that many of us have learned to despise Facebook, and for good reason. But for the time being, that’s what I have and that’s what I must use.

Meanwhile, I’m short 100 views a day, or more–still haven’t solved that mystery. But if a bunch of you each share two or three posts, at least I’ll know it.

P.S.–Since I wrote this, all the little numbers in the blue buttons have disappeared again. You could just scream.

Meanwhile, Re-Farmer has reported that she was able to share my posts on Facebook if she visited the blog through Google Chrome instead of Firefox.

So you might want to try that.

Now Can We Have a Bicycle?

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G’day! Byron the Quokka here, by special request: Phoebe has ordered out Team Quokka to try to cheer everybody up. Lee is looking at his viewer numbers and it’s distressing him.

Well, how many times have I told him, “You’ve got to start giving away bicycles”? Look, here’s another bike somebody just left sitting here, obviously doesn’t want it anymore. Yes, I know the owner just stepped into the ice cream parlor for a cone. Of course he’d be cheesed off if he came back out and found some quokkas had spirited away his bicycle. But what if he decided to stay inside the ice cream parlor?

Yes, I know it’s been a bad year. I don’t bother with the nooze anymore. We don’t have CNN on Rottnest Island. But we do have a lot of bikes standing around unused!

That’s a hint, old boy.

If I Was a Business, I’d Be Out of Business

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The numbers are in. Calloo, callay, oh frabjous day.

Compared with the first six months of this year, our blog has lost 100 views a day, these past three months. Do I know why? Nope. Do I even suspect why? Nope.

This is the year the locust has eaten down to the ground.

Well, two hymn requests have come in this morning, and I think I’ll post them. Why not?

To My Fellow Christian Bloggers

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I have for years enjoyed sharing, with my readers, posts by other Christian bloggers. It pleased me to think I was widening their audience, and you all seemed very happy about it.

But now I can’t share your posts, and it’s not my fault.

First WordPress took away my Reblog function. Something about “you’re on a business plan, you’re not allowed reblog.” Then I discovered the “Share” button, that little symbol that looks like this >, and as long as I was sharing Christian posts that appeared on my Reader, it was just as good as a reblog.

But yesterday I was told I don’t have “Share” anymore–because the hoozit isn’t shebangled with the booscus and a hay-na-nonny and a ha-cha-cha. Oh, they’d let me have “Share” if I used their brand-new totally-impossible-to-understand “Block Editor.” I’ve seen it. I couldn’t use that if my life depended on it.

I have tried to explain to the WP Happiness Engineers. “This is your technology, not mine. I am just a passenger–and you don’t ask the passenger to come out of the plane and do maintenance on the jet engine. You need to be more user-friendly!” They say they’ll see what they can do, to allow me to Share even if I’m using the standard editing format that I’ve used for years. Betcha if their boss told them to find a way or else, they’d find one. But I’ll be very much surprised if they actually solve my problem for me.

So, guys, that’s why I’m not sharing your posts anymore: I want to, but I can’t. They won’t let me.

All I can do is keep pestering WordPress about it.

Not a Great Start to a Great Day

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I feel like going back to bed. Or just sitting on a lily-pad all day.

My allergies have decided to drop in and kill me for a while, and my knee still isn’t right.

Democrats are bragging about how they’re gonna wipe out our republic, and nobody does anything about it. Attorney General Barr acts like he’s got all the time in the world to see to this. But we all know he’s almost out of time.

I pick up new followers every day; and yet every day my blog readership shrinks a little more. Or a lot more. The numbers are back where they were in 2016. This is disheartening. Work hard, be creative, try to give the readers what they want–none of it has any effect at all. If I were a business, I’d be going under.

The virus panic and *The Great Quarantine Of Healthy People* has gotten to me, I guess–and gotten, I don’t doubt, to hundreds of my readers. If I still have hundreds left. We feel so blaaaaah! And it doesn’t help our morale knowing that mail-in vote fraud is going to do to us what Hitler and Tojo couldn’t do. Gentleman Johnny Burgoyne and all his Hessian mercenaries couldn’t do what mail-in voter fraud can do. And once they’re back in power, they’ll make sure we can never vote them out. One way or another, they’ll make sure.

Did I mention that something or someone has removed all my Facebook shares going back years into the archives? I guess they’re really, really mad at me for not begging for a ticket on the transgender express. You’re not allowed to have that opinion anymore.

I want a nice soft lily-pad.

Time Out! We Have a Winner!

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Congratulations to Phoebe, who has posted our 65,000th comment and thus won our current comment contest!

Phoebe, you get to pick your prize–either a paddle ball toy, or an autographed copy of my book, His Mercy Endureth Forever. If you pick the fli-back, it’s guaranteed your cat will someday make the little rubber ball disappear. But whatever you choose, please email me your mailing address.

Several readers came close to winning at the last minute–we had kind of a photo finish.

Now, then, if I can ever get this blog’s viewership numbers back to normal, I think we’ll have another contest when we approach 70,000 comments.

Thanks to all of you who’ve stuck with us.

Anybody Home?

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G’day–I hope! Byron the Quokka here.

I really hoped we’d have a comment contest winner yesterday, but it didn’t happen. And today, so far, we have zero comments!

Did I mention the winner, the reader who posts Comment No. 65,000, gets an autographed paddle ball? Like this:

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And of course this gigantic picture comes up when I was shooting for just a little-bitty one. Looks like it’s going to be that kind of day.

Or you can win an autographed copy of Lee’s new book, His Mercy Endureth Forever.

If nobody comments, then no one will win either of these fantastic spiffy prizes. I told him the prize ought to be a bicycle: he’d be combin’ comments out of his hair this morning. I told him, but does he listen? Crikey! At the rate he’s going, this blog’ll disappear altogether by Saturday. And there’ll be no one left to help us open Quokka University.

Waiting to hear from you!

 

Will We Have a Contest Winner Today?

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Good morning and g’day! Byron the Quokka here, with my kid cousin, Faizy, getting ready to announce the winner of our current comment contest–because there are only 47 left to go to reach 65,000, and I’d like to see it done today!

The winner who posts No. 65,000 will get either an autographed copy of Lee’s new book, His Mercy Endureth Forever, or an autographed paddle ball toy complete with rubber band, whichever prize you want. The book has giant hyenas in it. The fli-back doesn’t.

And now I’d better scarper out of here because I just erased the video he had loaded up for this morning.

I hope to be back later today to announce the winner!

Is Our Facebook Back to Work?

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It looks like that nagging “301 Moved Permanently” message has been removed and no longer blocks you from sharing our Facebook posts. (If you hadn’t noticed, the posts go up in Patty’s Facebook page.)

The only way I can be sure is if some of you try to share today’s FB posts, or yesterday’s, and then let me know whether you were able to do it.

Meanwhile, I heard from WordPress yesterday that the loss of my “Share” function is a bug at their end and they’re trying to fix it. It’s their technology, they ought to be able to fix it without too much trouble. Unless their technology has been added to, taken from, and played with to the point where they themselves don’t understand it anymore.

So try sharing a post or two, please, and let me know how you make out.