Twitter Fires Thousands of Censors
I’ve been fired a few times in my life. At one job, I got the boot less than 24 hours after receiving a merit-based raise. Pretty sure that one kicked off my gradual hair loss. And a few years later, I got pushed out of a job I really loved because nobody wanted to click on my posts (I refused to support a politician they liked, can’t think of his name), so my web traffic plummeted. No clickbait, no clicks, no bucks, no job.
That’s why I’m torn about the massive wave of layoffs hitting Twitter today. Getting fired sucks, sure, but this method of handing out pink slips seems pretty standard these days:
You think this is bad? If Musk really wanted to be savage, he’d fire them by sliding into their DMs.
There was a time when I would’ve sympathized with the people getting laid off from Twitter. That time was before I joined Twitter.
I’m not going to jump up and down with joy about my former oppressors hitting the bricks, but I’m not crying into my sweater either. If somebody censors you, lies to you, lies about you, and generally treats you like a mortal enemy for disagreeing with him, are you supposed to feign concern when he’s fired?
What’s the average annual salary at Twitter? A hundred grand, thereabouts? Those folks should have enough saved up to afford San Francisco rents for another month or two.
And what happens now? Will Twitter fall apart without all those crucial employees? Can a social media platform survive without “trust & safety” hall monitors to constantly remind you what you can and can’t say?
The journos certainly aren’t taking it well. You doin’ okay there, MSNBC’s Ben Collins?
That’s all this is. These tech reporters and “disinfo” specialists just lost all their power. They were big fish in a little pond, until a South African dude with a particular taste in memes threw in a stick of dynamite. The bird app was the source of their status, but suddenly their friends there are gone and they don’t exert any control over it.
Say a prayer for all the journos who can no longer get you suspended from Twitter for pissing them off.
Tee-hee!
I’ve been following politics for a while now, but the argument you’re about to hear is a new one on me.
WARNING: THE FOLLOWING VIDEO CONTAINS CHRIS HAYES SPEAKING
So if I don’t vote for the Democrats, they might go away forever? Tell me more!
Does this argument apply to, say, Nancy Pelosi? Being an elected Democrat in the Bay Area is effectively a lifetime appointment. San Francisco is under one-party rule. Isn’t that bad too? Doesn’t Pelosi have a lot more power than some state governor? Shouldn’t the voters throw that bum out?
Hello? Chris, are you there?
Meanwhile, elsewhere at that open-air asylum:
Wait, what? If the Dems lose next week, I’ll never hear from Michael Beschloss again?
Joe Biden just got done saying that if you don’t vote Democrat, political violence will sweep America. For once, he’s right:
I look forward to the vigorous condemnation we’ll never hear from Biden or any other Democrat.
Speaking of that addled old coot, he’s doing just fine. Why do you ask?
Amerkfurd? Is that what he said? Whatever. The important thing is that he’s spreading the White House’s insanely dishonest message. Now that we all know everything is good and not bad, the Dems will win the midterms for sure. Great job, Grandpa Joe!
John Fetterman can’t hold a spoken conversation unless he sees the other person’s words on a screen. (And even then, he’s no great shakes.) I was under the impression that an automated system was doing the transcribing.
Not so, apparently:
Wait. So in order for John Fetterman to understand what people are saying to him, he needs a living human being to sit there and type it out for him? How’s that supposed to work once he’s in office? Will an aide follow him around the halls of Congress with a laptop, typing out one side of the conversation and then showing it to him so he can reply?
Maybe he can put together a setup like this:
Gisele is a tiny little lady, she’ll be fine up there. Just give her an iPad and a Fresca.
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