Running Out of Character on Twitter
Elon Musk shows how perception changes without doing anything. Now, that’s a timeline change. The CEO of tweeting didn’t set out to teach that lesson, which sums up his legacy. You’re free to tweet your thoughts about it, or X about it if you’re really into believing branding.
Prince’s name change caught on more naturally. Malibu Stacy’s new hat hasn’t changed the product. The only difference beside the ‘90s-style sobriquet for the site I bet even Elon privately calls Twitter is how few erstwhile users have stuck around to see the aftermath.
Elbow room isn’t necessarily a virtue. Holdout diehards enjoy impression rates that rival what used to be retweet counts. It’s much easier to keep up with one’s feed now in the same sense there aren’t long lines in North Korean fast food restaurants.
One of the richest humans ever presently toils as caretaker of a yip-yap app. Tweeters voluntarily fritter away their precious hours on this plane of existence rattling off a queue of grievances. All he needs to do is enable personal publishing of bitching.
Overseeing arguing about reality television is far more respectable than his previous career as a welfare queen. Private spending is a nice change of pace from someone with an established pattern of pimping projects that get involuntary investors. Taxpayer funding is ideal for someone who’s about 85 percent shyster.
Big ideas that don’t translate are perfect for the Twitter owner. The difference between most people with unworkable thoughts is finding funding.
Seducing investors of funds seized from others allowed him to buy a time-wasting app that many use for journalism. That doesn’t mean actual journalists, who resent social media for showing how easy the job is. Amateur sleuths can and do fact-check every claim, including those by allegedly professional fact-checkers. Granting themselves the title doesn’t make it true, so that’s another one to verify easily.
History started this morning, which is why so many forget that he has a long history as a plug-in car-pimping liberal superhero. You may recognize Obama’s erstwhile BFF as the guy who got a rather giant loan from the Energy Department, which means taxpayers since liberals are confused about where money comes from. That’s surely the only science that flummoxes them.
Former admirers loathe him because he believes in open forums, if not open markets. The aforementioned name X will never spread like brokenness connected to all-time scam Buffalo Billions. Vacancy in every sense increased after East German throwback New York threw money at the problem of companies refusing to do business in a people’s republic.
Consistent financial ruin following fantastic political promises should be a sign for everyone who thinks prosperity is just 10 figures taken from the economy away. Investment takes the form of seizing funds to spend on monorails.
Aside from results, results were good. Why did nobody think to spend money before? The trifling bit about how life doesn’t turn out like all-time serial killer Andrew Cuomo promised doesn’t deter voters in certain decrepit states. Acting like futuristic manufacturing was destined to happen embodies Democratic scheming in a nutshell. The solution to government spending not helping was more government spending. That’ll be the next step, too. Keep wondering why there are so many Bills fans in Florida.
The only consolation is lack of surprise. Turning on their dreamboats is part of believing in cult leaders instead of sound ideologies. Betrayed liberals throw out their New Kids on the Block dolls. Their taste outside of music is similarly sophisticated. The lates is the most predictable. Nobody else is surprised by despising anyone who allows dissent. The Democratic platform features scientific truth, which means opposing it destroys reality. Luckily for the most malicious, there’s a place where they can post without fear of getting kicked off for sharing their true emotions.
Waiting for algorithm mending is like anticipating good tweets from AOC. The site not fixing itself as a sign of self-awareness is good news, but it’d still be nice if some human wouldn’t mess up search results. Seeing content from followed accounts in chronological order is apparently as unreasonable a request as obtaining eggs during Joe Biden’s presidency. The lack of meddling inherent in an open forum is intolerable for someone smarter than you. Some parts of Twitter haven’t changed.
You can be your own editor. At least, you once could. The couple months between Twitter’s founding and its overlords realizing how much they enjoyed meddling were a fun freewheeling time like when new cable networks show whatever random wonderful programming they can find. I miss Rawhide on FX.
Please accept things you don’t want in lieu of fixing what you requested. This is one less-than-super superintendent. Blocking the option to block would be like like Ronald McDonald announcing you shouldn’t order McNuggets. Denying dastards the option to see your awesome tweets is a satisfying final sendoff. Personally curating one’s feed is part of that whole free speech thing. Shadow-banning remaining is one lousy consolation prize.
Messing up verification embodies big ideas going nowhere. Sitting at the top of the Twitter caste was one of the ways the site got things correct, as it meant users could be sure the prominent name they saw was not an impostor. Now, it means giving one of the wealthiest people ever eight bucks per month as if seeing ads weren’t enough of a cost. One might not think a little blue checkmark could be even less of a status symbol. One might be wrong.
Ideas on how to fix the wrong things fit a little too perfectly. All Elon has to do is undo lame woke meddling. Like coaching the Dream Team, you just roll out the ball. Instead in reality, warping Twitter alienates both anyone who hates anyone daring to hint at the existence of natural rights and right-leaning people who just want to see tweets from who they choose. That’s everyone. Let’s just get back to welcoming all while blocking the annoying.
