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Excerpted from episode 797: What I Was Thinking As We Were Sinking of the This American Life podcast/radio show. (Here is a text transcript of the entire show.)
I listened to most of this (the Twitter stuff, anyway, as I missed most of the first part) on the car radio on the way home from the grocery store last night. It was with a mix of interest, disgust, and schadenfreude that I listened to the story of Yoel Roth and how he handled moderating the dumbfuckery of Donald Trump along with the eventual removal of Trump from Twitter entirely, and how, not too long after Elon Musk took over, Roth decided he just couldn't continue to bail out the sinking ship anymore.
Trigger warning: the audio, unfortunately, contains the fingernails-on-chalkboard voice of Donald Trump.
The little ditty at the end was pretty great:
Samson the Truest (SINGING) Listen up, children, and give your respect to this tale of a captain in another cursed wreck. Elon was his name, commandeering his game. He took over the ship, seeking only more fame. For his rockets and cars, he had tons of acclaim. But Elon wanted more and it ended in shame. Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, Elon wanted more and it ended in shame.
He dragged all the watchmen out from their crow's nest and forced them to walk down the lake to their rest, leaving no one to look out, no one who knew best. The ship fell apart in a watery mess. Whoa, oh, oh, oh, the ship fell apart in a watery mess.
I listened to most of this (the Twitter stuff, anyway, as I missed most of the first part) on the car radio on the way home from the grocery store last night. It was with a mix of interest, disgust, and schadenfreude that I listened to the story of Yoel Roth and how he handled moderating the dumbfuckery of Donald Trump along with the eventual removal of Trump from Twitter entirely, and how, not too long after Elon Musk took over, Roth decided he just couldn't continue to bail out the sinking ship anymore.
Trigger warning: the audio, unfortunately, contains the fingernails-on-chalkboard voice of Donald Trump.
The little ditty at the end was pretty great:
Samson the Truest (SINGING) Listen up, children, and give your respect to this tale of a captain in another cursed wreck. Elon was his name, commandeering his game. He took over the ship, seeking only more fame. For his rockets and cars, he had tons of acclaim. But Elon wanted more and it ended in shame. Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, Elon wanted more and it ended in shame.
He dragged all the watchmen out from their crow's nest and forced them to walk down the lake to their rest, leaving no one to look out, no one who knew best. The ship fell apart in a watery mess. Whoa, oh, oh, oh, the ship fell apart in a watery mess.
