Oh the frailty of man…
Some conversations I’m really sick of having with people.
I don’t know what it is about this week, but I have felt a certain rage that I haven’t felt since I had a full-time social media gig 7 months ago.
Let me catch you up on what’s happening on T H E I N T E R N E T, which is probably the main cause of my anger:
Elon Musk has started tearing down the temple and ripping up the floorboards on what is now the flaming husk of Twitter — much to my entertainment, actually.
Respected independent journalists Bari Weiss,and have released some well… not exactly surprising, but certainly upsetting reporting on Twitter’s internal workings called The Twitter Files.
Way more people have Bari Weiss Derangement Syndrome than I had ever thought possible.1
There were A LOT of things I didn’t realize I should have had on my 2022 bingo card.
Also, it’s really hard being a freelancer. Feel free to hire me some time. Most of my clients are Substackers.
That being said, I’m feeling a little salty today; I have a headache; and I am WAYYYYYY too tired to copyedit. So today’s post is more of a rant than a well-thought-out essay. I’m feeling a bit tRiGgErEd by many of the news stories from the last two weeks, so I’m going to let it out here.
Go grab a glass of milk because it’s about to get spicy. 🌶️
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