Toots are ephemeral, subject to deletion on a whim.
Born at 323 ppm. Living at the crossroads of the Butlerian Jihad and Idiocracy.
I've been terminally online for ~40 years, long before the big endless scroll. I've seen things some people wouldn't believe. 1200 baud modems on fire from Usenet flame wars. I watched c-news servers stutter at the mere mention of Kibo. All those moments will be lost in AI slop, like tears in rain. Time to deshittify.
Back in simpler times, I set up some mailing list software and added any spammer that found my inbox to that list, then injected their spam back to the list. This was when the majority of spam was sent from real accounts. From fields were not forged, generally.
There were clear instructions in the email headers on how to unsubscribe.
The indignant chaos of them fighting with each other demanding to get off the list and to stop sending them spam was priceless entertainment.
This is my self hosted #iceshrimp instance for me, myself, and I.
Related, I have a self hosted #vernissage instance where I post things I find while wandering around with the cameras. You can find those at @another
My toots are ephemeral and might be deleted at any time. (I run irregular sweeps of my posts and zap them when I feel like it.)
I prefer to stay away from politics, when possible. I may boost or create a #shitpost or #meme about them from time to time. Those are more likely to be deleted sooner than other posts.
