Childish Billionaire vs. The Internet

It’s official — Elon Musk is a crybaby.

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I haven’t been writing much.

I’ve been sitting on the couch, depressed, burnt out, and emotionally starving. You know, like everybody else that lives in this version of reality.

Thanks to my blanket depression, I hadn't really given much attention to the bullshit around Twitter and Elon’s takeover — until it actually happened. Next thing you know, all the major news outlets were reporting about executives being fired on day one, employee demand letters, and the threat of mass layoffs.

I tried using Twitter once, back in the day, but hated it. It felt like a never-ending stream of one-liners and memes. I know that it has evolved from there, but I’m not much of a social media person in general, and I prefer a long-format article to read instead of trying to scroll through sixty-seven 140-character tweets. But hey, that’s just me.

So, even though I’m not a user of the platform, I knew that the purchase of such a prolific tool by a jerky billionaire with ridiculous ideas about how you treat fellow human beings was a bad idea. I think a lot of us did.

True to predictions, the takeover has been a shitshow. Did you know that a bunch of people were laid off from Twitter on Friday? Sure, you probably saw that somewhere…did…