This reminds me of why I closed my Twitter. The final straw was I was tweeting back and forth with someone directly, and discovered it was not giving me notific

This reminds me of why I closed my Twitter. The final straw was I was tweeting back and forth with someone directly, and discovered it was not giving me notifications of their replies. If I would go open my last tweet, their reply would be hidden under some kind of “more tweets…” interface. I realized it was automatically but lightly suppressing the other party’s tweets to me. I am talking to someone directly, it’s a mild conversation and a computer is jumping in the way like a secret service agent in front of the President. Can I refuse the computer’s “help” in deciding who is allowed to address me? No? Ok — it’s broken. After a year of regular use I deleted my account at once. If I feel like doom scrolling now, I use Instagram. There is no rage on Instagram. It shows me chicks, rockets and vintage computers.