So I am playing this iconic computer game, Bioshock, and its sequel Bioshock 2. The games are set in a magnificent underwater city that is in an advanced state of decay and societal collapse: a consequence of unconstrained, unregulated capitalism, Ayn Rand style. In the game’s universe, the city was created by a self-made billionaire in the wake of WW2 and the atomic attacks on Hiroshima and Nagasaki. A way for the talented, the willing to escape from a world in which their wealth, the fruits of their labor were taken in the name of government, in the name of a deity, or in the name of the people. The founder’s name, not coincidentally, is a near anagram, a play on Ayn Rand’s name: Andrew Ryan.
As I watch the Twitter saga unfold, increasingly Andrew Ryan’s tragic (for that’s what it is, even if it is self-inflicted) fate reminds me of Elon Musk and his ever wilder shenanigans. And Twitter is beginning to feel like a digital equivalent of Ryan’s once striving city of Rapture: many of its corridors are now flooded, increasingly abandoned except for the remaining gene-altered freak show who still call Rapture home.
As of today, there’s a new alternative in addition to the decentralized world of Mastodon: Substack Notes. Will it be able to pick up the tab as Musk’s Twitter self-destructs? We shall see. Ironically, I would not even know about Substack Notes were it not for Musk’s tirade against it on, well, Twitter…