Elon Musk’s latest acquisition once turned an innocuous trip to the cinema into something more disturbing
Last month, Elon Musk walked into Twitter and then all the good people left. I quit, too. It was a time-sink, a brain drain and an eye strain.
In 12 years, I gained nothing, while witnessing peers and colleagues at their worst. Oh, the bliss of not turning every little thing into a quip. The delight of dealing with reality in the moment, like a grownup, instead of running to tell teacher about every unpleasant incident. Truly, you don’t realise that something is pointless, negative and colonising your brain until it’s gone.
