Twitter (currently known as X)

[tragabigzanda]

There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

[BurtReynolds]

Blue Checkmarks have been arrested and executed. Patriots in control.

But isn't he giving blue checkmarks to everybody?

It's a New World Order after the purge.

[washing machine]

I'm very surgical with my twitter usage, focusing on a few specific topics/communities. I anticipate virtually no changes for me personally.

The big question is how will mis/disinformation flow with transparency, no bots, but no active moderation?

I just hope elon does RM next.

[dad]

Let's now weight the pros and cons of his plans for the platform:

-Introduce and edit button
-Verification for everyone
-Open-source the code
-Transparent algorithms
-Zero content moderation
-Take the company private

that edit button tho...

[VinylGuy]

I'm very surgical with my twitter usage, focusing on a few specific topics/communities. I anticipate virtually no changes for me personally.

The big question is how will mis/disinformation flow with transparency, no bots, but no active moderation?

im guessing you are going to receive a lot of tweets about rich people who dont want to pay taxes and why thats a good thing for the rest of the world

[spike]

I'm very surgical with my twitter usage, focusing on a few specific topics/communities. I anticipate virtually no changes for me personally.

The big question is how will mis/disinformation flow with transparency, no bots, but no active moderation?

I just hope elon does RM next.

How much would you say a share of RM is worth?

[Jorge]

Edit button is a bad idea

[dad]

if you say so...

[tragabigzanda]

There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

[Mickey]

Let's now weight the pros and cons of his plans for the platform

Introduce and edit button - Single worst idea on this list.

Verification for everyone - Dumb, don't care

Open-source the code - Don't care, not going to happen either.

Transparent algorithms - Meaningless, if it even happens.

Zero content moderation - Extremely bad idea, will probably work out well for everyone involved.

Take the company private - Don't care.

[Mickey]

Incidentally I had to reactivate Twitter today, five days in advance of my account being permanently deleted. So close.

[BurtReynolds]

[BurtReynolds]

Zero content moderation - Extremely bad idea, will probably work out well for everyone involved.

All mods are bastards and they serve no useful purpose.

[Mickey]

Like I said, it will probably work out well for everyone involved!

[dad]

he really likes his milky way.

[Mickey]

I wonder what will get posted first, underage porn or a mass shooting threat that comes to fruition.

[spike]

he really likes his milky way.

Manufactured by Mars, Inc, playa.

[Ello Sailor]

The march of the virtue signallers is imminent.

[spike]

[macphisto]