Weekend social nightmares

Since Elon Musk started to participate in the Republican campaign for the Presidential — and overall, after the Trump winning and the initiation as external member of the next government — many Twitter/X residents were waking up and decided to left their account. Many of them signed up, almost exclusively, to Bluesky.

Better late than never, my friends. I deleted my Twitter account last year, after Musk acquired the platform. What that the — hem… — rebel genius would have made to the social network was imaginable. No crystal ball was necessary. Even if, frankly, is gone over than inauspicious expectation.

Anyway, I wanted to say another thing. I wanted to say that I have been seriously tempted in the last days to open an account on Bluesky. The idea of following again some journalists, bloggers, activists, and science reporters brushed against to me during this weekend. I got close to clicking on the Sign-Up button. But I came back to my senses.

I want not to be social. I don’t want a “social network”. I still struggle to read the few contacts on Mastodon, and I appreciate their network logic — imagine a chaos thing as Bluesky or Threads.

I want not be trapped on a platform that I don’t govern. I want not that someone choice for me what I must read and in what order. I want not advertising — it will arrive at Bluesky too, sure. I want not to read about angry, frustrated, liar, ignorant, and fraud users.

So, I give up to reading journalists, bloggers, activists, and science reporters that — they should understand it — should open their personal blog.

I love my RSS client, my blogroll, my emails: I govern it, I choose for me and don’t follow angry, frustrated, liar, ignorant, and fraud bloggers.

Fortunately, then Monday came.