They mock Mastodon over at Twitter as if they can stop the quiet chaos of millions of toots being boosted across a thousand whirring servers on this too-hot orb we call planet Earth.

Let them laugh, for the great tusked one is relentless. That sound they hear is the rumble of our discontent becoming a STAMPEDE. Give them their little tweets. Our toots shall drown out their chatter. Can you smell that, my elephantine friends? That's fear! That's DESIRE! [shakily sips third cup of coffee]