Twitter may (or may not) be dying tonight, so I've been spending the evening setting up on Mastodon, and pre-saving November's tweets in case they all disappear before the end of the month. No time for much else. I'll be kind of befuddled by new technology for a while, I imagine.
Back on Twitter, there are lots of references to deck chairs on the Titanic and people saying "So that's it then, we're all going to die."
Elmo has caused almost all of the staff to quit, if he didn't lay them off directly: The payroll department, the people who deal with taxes. The people who control access to the building.
For all we know, the website will keep running for days, or this is all rumors and nothing will change at all. Or not, and it will be gone tomorrow or this weekend. (That's a lot of "ors.")
It just occurred to me that this might be the ultimate "Life in the Age of the Interweb" post.
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