I don’t trust Elon Musk, but I don’t hate him either. This puts me at odds with journos and other liberals, who have turned Musk into their new Trump. They need a boogeyman to hate. They need someone to blame for everything wrong with their own lives. They need to show off their hatred constantly, to remind their comrades they still belong to the in-group. Trump is boring now, so Musk has replaced him in their shriveled little hearts and minds.
So when Twitter banned an account called @elonjet, which was devoted to tracking the movements of Elon’s jet, I wasn’t sure what to make of it. On one hand, he’s been talking a lot lately about free speech. Whoops! On the other hand, if the libs don’t like it, they can start their own app. That’s how it works, right?
Then Musk gave us the reason for the ban:
“Lil X” refers to X Æ A-12, Musk’s young son with the singer Grimes. (I don’t know which one of them picked the name.) And “Sweeney” is Jack Sweeney, the college kid who has become an instant hero among the libs for tracking Emmanuel Goldstein’s jet and getting banned for it. (I’m not a lawyer, and I don’t know what sort of “legal action” Musk can or should take. None, probably.)
And if you think Musk is making it up, he’s got video:
I’ve got two opinions about this, and they are not mutually exclusive:
Musk shouldn’t tweet so much, especially when he’s angry. It’s good advice for all of us, but especially the guy who owns the place. He should lead by example. In this case, the example would be shutting up every once in a while.
Libs should cool it before somebody gets hurt.
I’d encourage you to think about that second one, libs, if you’re even capable of independent thought. You just got done screaming that “words are violence” because Musk quoted Yoel Roth, supposedly endangering Roth’s life. Now you’re refusing to make any connection between stalking people online and a stalker chasing Elon Musk’s child. You’re brazenly dishonest, which is why I don’t really care how upset you are.
Hate Musk all you want. Or Trump, or Joe Rogan, or Dave Chappelle, or Tucker Carlson, or whoever you want to hate. It’s a free country. But leave their kids out of it. A two-year-old, with a strange name he didn’t choose for himself, hasn’t done anything to hurt you. No, not even your feelings.
Calm down.