No social network lasts forever, but even I didn't think Twitter could go down quite this quickly. It's been a wild and even more irresistably addictive couple of weeks on there, ever since Elon entered the building with his sink and proceeded to make that metaphor into action-verb reality.
Perhaps the bird site will pull through. In the meantime, this space is my backup plan. It's been more than two years since my last post (thank you faithful subscribers who most likely forgot you subscribed) and I've been meaning to come back to it (so thank you Iron Man for being a forcing function, I guess).
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For those who have healthy news consumption habits and thus are not familiar with the reference in the title of this post, here is what the owner of Twitter sent to his remaining 3,000 employees Wednesday, November 16, 2022:
