My friend Wess Daniels is very correct when he calls himself an early adopter of social media. I’ve learned over the years to wait a few beats before following him down into some new cool service, just because who has the time? But to his credit, I’m pretty sure he was the first cheerleader for Slack I had heard and I and my work colleagues live in it all day now.
Over time he’s become more skeptical of social media:
> These companies have figured out how to make money off of every fraction of a second we use these platforms, meaning their business model is not about helping us do what we came to the platform to do, their model is to make sure we stay on as long as they can possibly keep us there and bring us back as often as possible. Distraction and preoccupation is the name of the game.
I’ve cut back and deadopted plenty of social media. I’ve become ever more comfortable in my personal blog. But I do miss the camaraderie of the old days. Twitter RIP was quite a community. I’m active on Bluesky but I’ll post things I know are interesting and hear nothing.
This month’s issue of *Friends Journal* is our annual fiction issues. The idea to do fiction originated quite literally in a 2021 tweet from Annalee Flower Horne: “[Psst can we have a Quaker science fiction anthology.](https://www.friendsjournal.org/in-but-not-of-this-world/)” I can’t think of any social media platform that has the mix of banter and friendship and personality of golden age Twitter. The platforms kept chasing after money and algorithems; these days they’re full of AI slop. I can get the motiviation to deadopt.
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