Bluesky

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Elon Musk always struck me as someone who was a tad off, but a lot of my news came from scrolling through Twitter and when Musk bought it and it went to X - which was weird - I held my nose and continued to scroll.

This last month or so was too much.

I think I became an official Twitter quitter when I saw him dancing like a weirdo on a political stage.

Enough is enough.

Now, one of the reasons why I didn’t switch to something else is because I’m technology challenged.

I don’t know a whole lot about adding apps, or remembering passwords or even coming up with them.

As is well documented, I have troubles turning on the television from time-to-time.

So, I was hesitant, but it didn’t take much for me to make the switch and I was able to find the people I communicate with - it’s just the same two guys I golf with and a couple of people I picked up along the way.

Then I’m looking for baseball news, Springsteen and Stones updates and a few jokes here or there.

I don’t want or need political updates of any sort and I don’t even want to hear rumors about what is being proposed or what idiot is joining the administration of rage and division.

None of that is going to serve any purpose, and I’m sure that I’ll hear about Medicare and social security being raided to give guys like Musk a few hundred billion more.

If the rich guys get richer it’s good for all of us, right?

I also don’t want to hear about the military raiding homes and tearing apart families.

I left for bluer skies.

And man, a guy like me who hates change of any kind, was pleasantly surprised because Blueskys seemed way more welcoming and bright.

A day after I joined I was scrolling baseball and Bruce news…

…watched a great video of Bruce doing Johnny Cash’s ‘Ring of Fire’.

(He crushed it).

Was great to read the comments - fans of Bruce - not people calling him a communist for speaking out against injustice.

Also joined a bunch of author groups and there were a number of book recommendations.

All good stuff.

Feed the good guy that lives inside me…

…and starve the evil…

…or just ignore it.

Hoping to never even hear rumors about Elon or Leon or whatever the hell else they call him.

Hoping X continues to flourish…

…all those who troll and hate can spend their days arguing with each other and praying to their fat, orange jesus.

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John said…
"administration of rage and division" Great line!
19 November, 2024
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