Or was it ally ribbons and woke cookies. I suppose I could Google it. Even though Twitter’s popularity is on the decline, though I may have read that information on Facebook, I find the platform alive in a way it hasn’t been before. Not the awful stuff. The awful stuff is terrible and I will, when a working App.net-type thing with active support and responsible moderation comes along, try to move along and to move people over with me. I once tweeted about liking a podcast and I think it led to one of my mutual followers (I’m not preserving Twitter lingo here because what if Summing-Up.com is my actual Golden Ticket) abusing one of the podcast hosts. GamerGate doesn’t affect me, so I pick a side, I follow the news somewhat, but it wasn’t until 2016 I got an abusive message from a GamerGater. Twitter has become an augmented reality app, which is what I thought was cool about it back in 2008 or whenever I first joined. Only it’s a little bit darker than finding out what vendors are buying drinks at conventions, which is actually fairly dark on its own. I got back into Twitter in August 2014, just because it was the only place you could get news on Ferguson for at least a week, maybe two. I used to get news through news sites—I still RSS—but it’s not the same. On Twitter it’s happening, in the post, it has happened. And Twitter’s a very strange web. Someone retweets something so you follow that thread, you follow that original poster. You subconsciously build your Twitter feed. Or consciously, I know some comics folk have me blocked from what I presume was a negative review. No names but it’s sad because their work is still important stuff in today’s market. Fine, it’s Corinna Bechko and Gabriel Hardman. Like anyone is still reading this post. Where was I going with this… there’s a lot of awful and a lot of great out there on Twitter today. This response—because, really, Summing-Up.com is just another response blog. It just responds to everything, internal or external. But this response is because a black woman tweeted a very awesome thread about the importance of recognizing young black women and black girls. You can hem and haw about whether or not black women get the shaft in this country, but I’m willing to go with my public school experience. I have the yearbook photos. The black girls start with so much energy and vitality and by that eighth grade photo it’s different. Not for everyone, obviously. But you can see them being beaten down—Homewood Flossmor high school (Homewood was where my paternal grandparents’ lived), the Obama daughter. We’re eight years from when national TV news networks referred to Michelle Obama as “Obama’s baby mama” because they thought it was a) funny and b) could be worked into a morning show rhyming bit. I’m not sure if the second one is true but it does sound true, doesn’t it? Eight years ago. Paris Hilton’s lasting legacy will unfortunately be her sex-tape making the Internet popular enough it could accelerate cultural change. How’s it speeding things up? We get to communicate. We get to find out or politicians are just kind of dopes but are actual dopes. We get to find out all sorts of things about the rich and famous. But we also get to find out about all the other people out there. And a lot of them are awful. But so many of them are awesome. I might make a list. I don’t know. It’d be a little weird. I haven’t done a #followfriday since it was actually a thing.