Elon Musk has purchased Twitter. The on again, off again deal stayed on this time until it went through. Then hours later tweets like this began to appear, denouncing the platform and announcing departures like a commercial airlines flight. I don’t like cancel culture. I don’t like it when conservatives or liberals either one do it. The first time I ate at Chick-fil-A, in the fall of 1990, I didn’t know who owned it nor anything about their family. The politics of the founders had nothing to do with my decision going forward of which chicken restaurant to eat at. Marina Sirtis, Counselor Troi from Star Trek: The Next Generation if you don’t know, says she cannot “be a part of anything owned by Elon Musk.” Twitter is a platform we use to reach followers. Leaving a social media platform silencing your own voice, not anyone else’s. Who buys and sells the company is or should be a non-issue, imho. The irony is the reversal that has taken place just in the past 20 or 30 years in our culture. In the late 80’s Clorox pulled their ads from the 30 minute sitcom Cheers. They didn’t want to support (and purchasing commercial time really is support) the attitudes and behaviors prevalent among characters of the show. Similar protests and boycotts happened when The Simpsons premiered. I had an 8th grade teacher that practically ground his teeth while telling us about a Bart Simpson t-shirt he saw that simply said “Underachiever.” We probably all remember the Southern Baptist boycott of Disney in the mid 90’s. Maybe now there is something worth avoiding but it was hard back then for families looking for kid friendly shows and movies to avoid all things Disney across the board. The irony is that today it’s liberals who seek to avoid or silence anyone that doesn’t think, act and speak like they do. The people who used to tell us if it feels good do it and the same people that claim to want the freedom of choice for everyone will turn around and limit your choices if you choose wrongly, by their double standards anyway. Alright, that’s my soapbox for the day. On to other stuff.
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