Twitmo For 20 Hours

So… I adore Qasim Rashid, Esq. The guy’s as cool of a cool breeze as ever there was.

And… Qasim Rashid, Esq. does NOT need me to defend him. That’s not what this was about.

But there are a couple things I do like to do. I like to poke a$$#0|es in the ego. I also like to protest the absolute $#!+ job that Twitter has done at enforcing their own damned TOS. That dickweed IQ45 should’ve just been flat out blocked YEARS before he ran for POTUS. They should’ve completely de-platformed the idiot. But no, ‘cuz Jack’s a greedy bastard.

So anyway, let’s go poke Matty in the proverbial eye, shall we?

So of course, since Matty877 is a hornet’s-nest-kicking $#!+heel, the Twitter AI is watching his feed. The millisecond I made that Tweet, I got a full-screen something-I-ain’t-seen-before alert from Twitter about violation something something twelve hours something something… and I shut it off, put it on the night stand, and went to bed.

EIGHT HOURS LATER, I get up, grab my phone, go down to the bathroom, and begin my Twitter day the same way as IQ45 does, scrolling while gently pushing. I tried to like a tweet. The big pop up thingy came up again. THIS time I read the entire thing, including the bit at the bottom that says the 12 hour sentence begins when I delete the offending tweet.

Oops.

OK, so Twitmo for 20 hours, then.

Still worth it.

And Matty877 is still a racist idiot. And a moron. And a $#!+-eating troglodyte.