Peanuts In My Pocket

A few days ago, I woke up from another bad dream. In it, I was shoveling load after load of unnameable things into the gaping maw of the goose-stepping moron, Elon Musk. The weight of Twitter—or the super idiotic rebranding as “X”—was heavy on my mind. I had stopped posting and reading months ago, but I hadn’t yet taken the final step of deleting my account. Yesterday, I did.

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Leaving Twitter Behind

I had been on Twitter since the beginning. It was where I promoted my first blog and found a wider audience for my photography. Over 9,000 posts later, walking away wasn’t easy. I had built and been part of vibrant communities—atheists, photographers, creatives. It wasn’t just a platform; it was a space where people came together, shared ideas, and built something meaningful.

But Musk destroyed it. He turned what was once a robust and helpful resource into a cesspool of racism and hate. The communities I loved are gone, buried under algorithms that amplify the worst voices and reward cruelty.

The dream hit me hard. Men like Musk exist because we feed them—our content, our attention, our energy. Staying on Twitter, even passively, makes me complicit. What was I thinking? Nothing is worth staying on an abusive platform. I can protest by leaving. So I did. Musk will never get another piece of me.

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Resistance Starts Here

Resistance comes in many forms. For me, denying Musk my content and my presence is only the beginning.

• I will never buy, lease, rent, borrow, or even ride in a Tesla.
• I will patronize his competitors.
• I will avoid every company or service he touches, including Starlink. If you promote Starlink in your content, we’re done. I’ll unfollow and block you the moment I see it.

This isn’t about just one man. It’s about what he represents. Musk symbolizes the unchecked hubris of billionaires who play with our lives, our information, and our communities as though they’re toys. Resistance means hitting them where it hurts—their wallets, their influence, their platforms.

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Taking the Fight Further

Twitter was the first step. Facebook and Instagram are next. Social media platforms are no longer neutral spaces—they’re tools of exploitation, manipulation, and control. It’s time to stop pretending that being on these platforms is harmless.

My grandfather fought his way up Italy to help liberate Buchenwald. I owe it to him, and to every person who has fought fascism in their own time, to do my part. My part might feel small, but it’s still a choice.

Walking away from Twitter was an act of defiance, but it’s also a reminder: resistance doesn’t have to be dramatic to be meaningful. Sometimes, it starts with a simple choice to say, no more.