My Facebook friend Sandra thinks she is in, or has been in, or is headed for, Facebook Jail due to a complaint from a Trump supporter with whom she is having issues. I have never been to Facebook Jail myself, but I take it it is similar to a player being sent to the penalty box in the sport of Hockey, and that a Jailed person is temporarily blocked from commenting on one, some or all Facebook posts.

The first reaction I had on this news, Acrosticist that I am, is realization that Facebook is eight letters long, and Jail is four. Regard the image above and It’s easy to see why “Facebook Jail” makes a candidate for one of my unconventional acrostic. Not an ideal one, though. Words ending with J are few and far between unless you go phonetic (“hoj-poj”) or use initials (“DJ” or Baywatch’s “CJ”). The alternative is to go Midwestern, which I did.

Here are the words, arranged prosishly because I lack my laptop right now and haven’t figured out how to make single-line breaks on this Samsung phone.

For pilgrims on a Hajj a cell is not a Taj. Called out and psychic enema – exfoliant – anathema. Banned like Matisse, Henri. Oublietted with ennui. O innocents made criminal know punishments subliminal.

Hang in there, Sandra! Hope you get sprung soon!