I mean, I think that's about it. Right? That we can find each other on there, or embroider meaningful relationships, or wade through the signal to noise ratio is a testament to us.
The carving of the Internet into a series of corporate theme parks sure has been a treat. And if you don't like it, eat shit - you gotta help your mom pay her phone bill online. We're ruled by incurious polyps who have figured out that appealing to our visceral affiliations has a higher ROI than doing shit. They don't have the intellectual machinery to govern the physical world, let alone the sophistications of its burgeoning electronic wilderness. Forestalling a second fucking Gilded Age is their job and they failed at it a decade ago.
Every business Musk founds is an instrument designed to capture the maximum amount of public money possible, this Free Market Edgelord whose manipulations of the Free Market have already been deemed criminal, and now he's leveraged his welfare-fattened companies to borrow billions and buy Twitter. It's farcical. Is he gonna make Twitter worse? Maybe, who knows. Probably. But it's already a scirocco of warring cults, cleaving each other into ever more pure expressions of their esoteric philosophies; its primary output is misery.