Sunday, July 5, 2026

Watching the world depart: broken dolls, broken platform (looking at thee, Facebook)

A striking black-and-white photograph by André de Dienes depicts a nude woman reclining at the edge of a calm shoreline. Seen from behind and photographed from a low angle, she lies partially in the shallow water with her body stretched diagonally across the foreground. Gentle waves ripple around her as sunlight glints upon the smooth surface of the sea. In the distance, a large ocean liner sits on the horizon, accompanied by several small sailboats that emphasise the vast scale of the open water. The minimalist composition contrasts the organic curves of the figure with the expansive geometry of sea and sky, creating a mood of solitude, freedom, and quiet contemplation. Soft tonal gradations, reflective water, and the immense negative space contribute to the photograph’s dreamlike and lyrical quality, characteristic of de Dienes’s celebrated mid-century glamour photography.
photo: model Mickey Jines by André de Dienes

#KissMyAss Suppose I am going to have to do this on a daily basis now, as Facebook will not stop playing games with my page — The Echo of a Distant Time — and group — Broken Dolls and Fallen Angels (18+ ONLY,  https://www.facebook.com/groups/886318992990373) when I have not done a damn thing wrong or broken any actual rule (as if algorithms should be enforcing anything above human beings). 

Facebook, in its infinite wisdom, is presently not allowing yours truly to post in groups, not even in the one I created and operate, and will not tell me why. I am infuriated; however, traffic in the group hath been steady, and I am still moderating. Thank you to those who are posting.

I do want to make Broken Dolls and Fallen Angels one of the top groups of its kind on Facebook — and The Echo of a Distant Time, as is, is not too far from 10K followers — but if it never happens, it will not be for lack of effort on my part, or because I did anything wrong. It shall be because Facebook/Meta is a garbage company where customer support is nonexistent and ever-shifting guidelines are enforced capriciously and unfairly.

So, kiss my ass, Facebook… and I highly encourage any and all reading this to begin to gradually wean themselves off this bloody platform. For I want off it, but most of my readers are here and not on the other sites, and I would like to take as many as possible of them with me once I finally do shut this Facebook thing down for good. Aiming for, let us say, one year from now… an operation such as this needs to be wound down carefully. And if I do remain beyond that point, it will be very grudgingly and only because it shall remain the primary driver of all of my overall web traffic.

Make no mistake, I am beyond fed-up and I strongly desire at this point for Facebook to go the way of Myspace. Not even Elon’s playground gives me a quarter of the troubles Zuckerberg’s does.

(see linktr.ee/arthurnewhook for my full list of socials… then follow me in those places)

🪐💔 #QueSeraSera 𓅨 🕈

Copyright 2026, Arthur Newhook.

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