What is there to say about Twitter that has not already been said? What begrudging homage to the platform could be paid that has not already been paid as so many bid farewell to the site? I won’t add to any of that here.1 Neither have I parted with the site myself even though the timeline has become a mess. Like many others, I’ve created an account on Mastodon, but I’m uncertain about whether I’ll ever make an earnest effort to establish a presence there.

To be clear, I don’t have any special insights about how things will go with Twitter. It certainly doesn’t look good. As Robin Sloan put it earlier this year, “Arguing about the future of Twitter is a loser’s game; a dead end. The platform’s only conclusion can be abandonment: an overdue MySpace-ification.” I’ve written before about my own conflicted relationship with Twitter, the devil’s bargain that I’ve uneasily struck. My current passing thoughts on its present travails are few and not particularly profound.