matt mullenweg's past form in the enshittification mines
so it turns out matt mullenweg's been like this for more than a few years now,it's just the maggots are finally bursting through the skin
here's the tale of how wordpress.com was completely fucked around in 2019 for a signup increase of 0.1 percent!!!
this change also increase free account churn by 20 percent. but that officially didn't matter, free users weren't worth a lot.
Everything became about growth hacking. Everything became thinly-veiled dark patterns. In our private dev slack channels, we joked that since it was impossible to make it smaller or less conspicuous, the next thing the growth team was going to ask us to do was to make the 'free plan' button flee away from the mouse pointer when the user tried to click it. We kept making our product worse, we kept consciously crippling the cheaper versions so we could force people to move to the more expensive options.
the dude asked to move from wordpress to tumblr. guess what? same shit here!
So I requested to move to tumblr, because I thought the pastures were greener over there. But it was all the same: Adding login walls to what we were pretending to be "the last bastion of the free internet", cramping in embarrasingly obvious money-making schemes disguised as features, and making them silently opt-out instead of opt-in so the less people the possible would deactivate them, having to fend off the pressure from the CEO to make everything algorithmic timelines because, you know, tiktok makes a lot of money and why aren't we, etc etc.
that CEO was of course our esteemed proprietor Matt Mullenweg.
all platforms are grass. tomorrow we die. shitpost the day.
but remember the enshittifiers responsible.they really fucking hate being named.
Today I went to a friend's house and forgot he was really enthusiastic about guns, so he showed me his collection of toy ones upon request. I picked up a smaller, realistic one and grabbed him by his ponytail, playfully hitting it's slide on his cheek. I was just trying to take a reaction out if him since he had been telling me for ages about how he was definetly not gay, much less a masochist, but things got... odd.
I rubbed the gun's muzzle against his lips with a grin, trying to sweet talk him into taking it while he forced himself to not say a thing.
In the end, I thrusted it in his mouth a few times and he finally got brave enough to deepthroat it, gagging, coughing and tearing up. I patted his head and told him what a good boy he was for me and how he did such a good job. He was impossibly embarassed but I swore I saw his dick twitching under his shorts.
We laughed it off and nothing else really happened, but I still haven't stopped thinking about it. Fuck.
Borderlands is so funny with its morality. Murder is treated as a total whatever, but Obviously everyone is for queer rights. Why wouldn't you be? What's wrong with you?
Ich hab letztens zwei Klos an der Uni gesehen. Auf dem einen stand "Geschlechtsneutrales Klo" und auf dem anderen "Geschlechtsneutrales Klo aber nicht für Männer". Ich glaube ich habe bisher kein besseres Symbolbild dafür gesehen, wie sehr der ganze FLINTA-Kram dann doch an der Intersektionalität und Inklusion scheitert.