Even my children don’t really seem to like me. Although to be fair, I’m not sure how many of them there are. One or two of them might like me
Of course this part is the key information:
Because look: Frankly, it’s not enough to have spent my childhood wanting for nothing due to my father’s massive wealth, to have struck it rich off of a fairly dull money-transfer service idea that I didn’t even come up with, to have alienated and berated everyone I’ve ever worked with, to lie repeatedly that I was the original founder of Tesla, to amass enormous wealth off of taxpayer-funded subsidies while insisting that I’m self-made, to wield my influence and inane ideas for unworkable projects to prevent actual functional improvements in multiple cities, to receive uncritical adulation from the fawning business and tech presses, to foster a repressive and even racist workplace in my factories replete with numerous labor violations, all in the name of making cars that don’t even really fucking work—no. It’s not enough. What I desperately, desperately need is for you to think that I’m cool and funny. I need this. Please give me that satisfaction.
I brutally tortured some monkeys for literally no reason, for Christ’s sake! That’s so cool! Doesn’t that count for anything?
One has to wonder if, like the late Michael Jackson, he has acquired a soon-to-be-fatal relationship with mind-altering drugs. Lots and lots of mind-altering drugs.
Comnsidering that drop in Tesla stock price, I’d be very surprised if Musk is still the richest person in the world. Probably not even in the top 5 anymore.
This whole thing has taken on a slapstick Keystone Kops tone.
I’m reminded of catching your 5yo in a lie. When you corner them they invent some patently silly excuse / story using their “best” 5yo lying skills. So you call them on this new whopper and they double down on some other excuse / story thing that’s not only unrelated to their first story, but is even less plausible. Lather rinse repeat until they finally realize they’ve climbed the trunk of sense and are now all the way out to the tip-most flimsy twig of totally unbelievable nonsense. And then, overwhelmed, they start crying.
It’ll be entertaining to watch Musk get to the point in his evolution equivalent to toddlers crying. Maybe not enjoyable, but entertaining. A veritable singularity of wacky self-destructive blather.
Things have gotten weirder. Daniel Radcliffe had changed himself to a Weird Al parody account (with parody noted multiple times), and has now been suspended. Chaos reigns!
The good news is, 50% of the departure of Twitter employees might be balanced by a departure of Twitter subscribers. Win-win, or something. Hey, if you don’t gotz no subscribers, ya don’t needs no employees!
From the above link:
According to one cyber research organization, Network Contagion Research Institute, the use of the N-word jumped by nearly 500% on the platform a day after Musk, the self-declared “free speech” absolutist, took over.
A study out of Montclair State University also found that homophobic, antisemitic and racial hate terms have dramatically escalated.
Daniel Radcliffe didn’t have a Twitter, and the account by that name was suspended all the way back in 2011. Turns out this was just Weird Al fucking with people.
So looking at the (I assume new) parody rules it looks like you’re supposed to get a warning to change before getting suspended. Not that it really matters but I’m curious if that is what has happened to these “impersonation” accounts.
Musk could have just given people ninety-day suspensions. Considering the direction Twitter is heading under his management, those would have the same effect as a permanent ban.
