It's Wednesday, October 18th, 2023, from Peachfish Productions.

It's the justime, Mike Pesca.

Twitter has become awful, is the sort of kids are cuddled these days, they don't make

them like they used to type of observation, which is at once irrefutable and timeless.

Every generation could lob the complaint about their successors and be right and also

totally uninsightful.

It's become awful.

I mean, before Elon Musk took over, all the Twitter rottie did was badmouth Twitter.

Okay, now it's a more whole body activity.

Twitter has become ex and everyone feels free to talk shit about their ex.

But I have to say, I didn't mind Twitter through the first seven or so days of the Israel

Hamas war.

But in the last 24 hours, it has been nothing but a fountain of the latest word de jour

disinformation.

And sure, there were false images from obvious or at least obvious to me, seeming accounts

beforehand.

And that's when Twitter's algorithm encounters my user mental algorithm.

And either discernment is properly engaged or the brain becomes soft mush and credulous

or overcorrects into a place of impenetrable incredulity.

In any case, I did not believe just any random account saying that this bomb or that video

or that celebration was the real artifact, but people I trust had had it.

And this was even before the events of the last 24 hours.

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