Every time a newcomer posts an introduction and somebody tells them they shouldn’t have joined Mastodon.social and need to move to a different server, an angel loses their wings.

Ditto:

'Why are you still on Bluesky too?'

'But did you *delete* your Twitter account?'

’You said you switched to Proton mail too, oh that’s bad, once someone at Proton said something’

It’s nice to see new neighbours move into the Fediverse. It feels unwelcoming to see people immediately interview them about the purity of their intentions. Or telling them You’re Doing It Wrong. They've just arrived on a journey away from Big Tech. Maybe they'd prefer to be offered a seat and a cup of tea.

@CiaraNi And maybe a nice biscuit or a scone.
@psneeze Someone would immediately tell them they pronounced Scone the wrong way.
@psneeze That someone would be me, if they pronounced it Skon, not scone-rhymes-with-Eoghan
@CiaraNi 100% it's Eoghan!
@psneeze Yes it is! I can't believe there are people who walk this earth saying Skon Skon Skon.
@CiaraNi I say skon. It's the correct way, a northern hill to die on.
@DavidBridger @CiaraNi there were few survivors of the scone/skon wars. #skonskonskon

@Wifiwits @DavidBridger @CiaraNi

Verily, the field was filled with crumbs and clotted cream, jam haphazardly flung, dripping deliciously from the tendrils of spring poking through the forsaken ground of such a war.
The survivors, weakly waving their strawberries of surrender, leave this buttered valley of woe, only to be confronted by an American from the Deep South who says, “why are y’all fightin’ over sweet biscuits?”

The tragedy, oh the humanity.

@MissConstrue Ha ha - oh the humanity indeed
@Wifiwits @DavidBridger