In the interest of battling rampant and strategic Twitter disinformation perpetuated by myself, global political campaigns/movements, and foreign governments, and stroking my faux populist interest in freedom of speech, here's a laughable token community feedback feature that doesn't do shit. If the people dont think a retweeted bot post with 22k upvotes at the top of their feed is real, they should find the OG post and explain why it isn't. That way other people, when they see the retweeted bot post with the community feedback, if the algo allows it, they will think "Wow, I believed this bullshit in my eyeballs at first, but the community text at the bottom I was lucky to catch has some good points and raises some doubts about the veracity of this tweet. Totally worked on me otherwise. Fuck me. But it got 22k upvotes? Who is telling the truth here? Ah hell, either way, thank you, community feedback. I would have never known the gravity of this tweet without you."
A bear walks into a bar and orders a beer. The bartender says "Sorry, but we don't serve beer to bears in bars in Ball Club, Minnesota."
The bear, angry, replies "Fuck outta here. Give me my fuckin' beer"
The bartender shrugs. "I'm sorry, but we don't serve beer to bears in bars in Ball Club, Minnesota."
The bear is pissed, "You see that chick at the end of the bar? If you don't give me my fucking beer right now, I'm going to go down there and eat her"
Bartender shrugs and says "I'm sorry, but we just don't serve beer to bears in bars in Ball Club, Minnesota."
The bear, enraged, storms to the end of the bar, tears the woman apart limb by limb and eats her, just as he said he would. He then slams a paw on the bar. "THERE! Now give me a fucking Heineken!"
Bartender, cleaning glasses, looks up, says "I'm sorry, sir, but we don't serve beer to bears on drugs."
The bear looks around confused, "What do you mean, drugs? I'm not on drugs!"
Bartender laughs, "Nice try, guy. That was the barbiturate."
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X is actually fully open source for community feedback. Get your facts straight.
Your pussy ass hates freedom of speech. Own your preferences for totalitarianism.
In the interest of battling rampant and strategic Twitter disinformation perpetuated by myself, global political campaigns/movements, and foreign governments, and stroking my faux populist interest in freedom of speech, here's a laughable token community feedback feature that doesn't do shit. If the people dont think a retweeted bot post with 22k upvotes at the top of their feed is real, they should find the OG post and explain why it isn't. That way other people, when they see the retweeted bot post with the community feedback, if the algo allows it, they will think "Wow, I believed this bullshit in my eyeballs at first, but the community text at the bottom I was lucky to catch has some good points and raises some doubts about the veracity of this tweet. Totally worked on me otherwise. Fuck me. But it got 22k upvotes? Who is telling the truth here? Ah hell, either way, thank you, community feedback. I would have never known the gravity of this tweet without you."
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Guy walks into a crowded bar
Orders drink and then turns to the crowd and shouts..
" I'll bet anyone that between me and the bartender we have 5 balls"
Everyone runs up and puts their money down.
Bartender leans over to the stranger and says.. " Son, for your sake, I hope you have 4 of them"
Quite the meltdown over X
Target hit
A bear walks into a bar and orders a beer. The bartender says "Sorry, but we don't serve beer to bears in bars in Ball Club, Minnesota."
The bear, angry, replies "Fuck outta here. Give me my fuckin' beer"
The bartender shrugs. "I'm sorry, but we don't serve beer to bears in bars in Ball Club, Minnesota."
The bear is pissed, "You see that chick at the end of the bar? If you don't give me my fucking beer right now, I'm going to go down there and eat her"
Bartender shrugs and says "I'm sorry, but we just don't serve beer to bears in bars in Ball Club, Minnesota."
The bear, enraged, storms to the end of the bar, tears the woman apart limb by limb and eats her, just as he said he would. He then slams a paw on the bar. "THERE! Now give me a fucking Heineken!"
Bartender, cleaning glasses, looks up, says "I'm sorry, sir, but we don't serve beer to bears on drugs."
The bear looks around confused, "What do you mean, drugs? I'm not on drugs!"
Bartender laughs, "Nice try, guy. That was the barbiturate."
I had hoped you would be able to discern the message from the humor. (Maybe you did?)
Your response, (edit) unfortunately sent a clear message. 😞
I'm all caught up. You just reminded me of one of my top 3 favorite jokes. You should have heard my grandpa tell it.
Ah, yes, Twitter moderation prior to Elon was egalitarian, without government influence and corruption, and totally allowed free speech.
Fern,
Did you do shrooms and meth this morning?
It's possible I suppose. But if I did, these cheeseburgers on my screen probably wouldn't look so fucking good.