… we will act as though it intends to spin on.” – Director Fury (The Avengers)
What am I talking about? What everyone is talking about. Melon Fucks running Twitter into the ground.
No one is sure how much longer the platform will be around. We could wake up tomorrow to the Fail Whale or nothing at all depending on which switch gets flipped or which employee resigned or was fired at that moment. Several besties and I are staying until the bitter end, whenever it may come. We are the band on the deck of the Titanic, playing until the last possible moment.
I’ve updated my socials, posted a pinned tweet with my presence elsewhere, and left a trail of breadcrumbs for people to follow if they get lost in the burning wasteland that was once my favorite hangout. I’ve been on Twitter for 13 years, and made some lifelong friends there. However, social networks come and social networks go. I’ve been through the deaths Livejournal and MySpace. I’ll dust off the old tumblr account (I let it languish as their mobile app was absolute bullshit and became unusable, so I just stopped posting there. Then they did that “adult content” ban thing and I stayed away in solidarity with those it predominately affected.) and dust off a few other places I can be found.
I will always have this website and my newsletter, both of which you can sign up to be notified when I get around to using them. I’m also over on Patreon if you’re so inclined to support me there.
As I say on my “Find Me On” page, I’m not terribly social to begin with, so social media is kind of wasted on me, but I have a presence there. I might not get any messages left for me anywhere but here or e-mail (see my comment policy before contacting me), so if you absolutely must have an answer to something, that’s the best way to get my attention.
For now, I’m still on Twitter. Who knows what’s going to happen in the next few days, let alone the next few months. I have to admit, I’m very much enjoying the billionare techbro being schooled to his face by people whose affection he thought he could buy. He seriously underestimated both the average Twitter user’s spite and stubbornness and their hatred of entitled apartheid fucks.
So that’s the state of affairs for now.
Time Heals is out next week. You can pre-order it if that’s your jam.