#twitter limit rate

[shootee]

să-mi trag ceasul în elon musk

[incorrectghostfiles]

Gonna be fought for this one, but so be it.

[monsteracademy]

twitter is still being shit so i decided to be evil 

[teathattast]

[shortformblog]

At this rate Elon Musk is gonna have to join Tumblr to get any reach

[oneofthosenightbees]

Lamb doodles from twitter

[lazy-cat-corner]

Once again, tumblr defied the doctor’s life expectancy and outlived another platform.

Pretty sure she also outlived the doctor.

[littledashdraws]

two pieces i did for Pas de Deux: an Azura/Laslow zine!! running this project was such a pleasure. you can download the zine for free here!!

[existennialmemes]

Ok I'm gonna explain this in Green Text, just for Elon's fanboys:

> Be Elon

> Refuse to Pay your bills

> Twitter gets kicked off Google Cloud's servers

> Suddenly limit post views in a frantic attempt to compensate

> Users keep trying to see posts

> Can't see the posts because of post limits

> Twitter keeps sending requests, multiple times per second, that can't go through

> Every failed request IMMEDIATELY triggers a new request that also fails

> Resources get bogged down and Twitter starts crashing

> Tfw you launched a DDOS attack against your own website

[silentgrim]

do u know how dumb u have to be to rate limit a social media outlet, allowing users to view only 600 posts/day, which can be scrolled through in two minutes. literally sentencing your own platform to death…

[moonbtch]

Chat used up their 600 daily messages so I had to rate limit them

[shootee]

LET'S GOOO😍😍😍

[incorrectghostfiles]

this was twitter on the first of july 2023

[whydidisavethistomyphone]

[incorrectgoodomens]

[kjack89]

“Oh shit,” Joly said, sounding mildly concerned as he scrolled through his phone. “Something’s going on with Twitter.”

“Given the way the year of our Lord 2023 has gone thus far, I’m going to need you to be a little more specific,” Bossuet said.

Joly turned his phone so Bossuet could read. “They’re limiting how many tweets unverified people can read.”

Bossuet squinted at the phone screen. “Is Elon really that hard up for cash?”

“I mean, probably,” Joly said with a shrug. “Midlife crises are not cheap from my understanding.”

Bossuet laughed. “Ok, so we all switch to a different app for a hot second,” he said. “It’s not the end of the world.”

“It’s not the end of your world,” Joly corrected.

Bossuet scowled at him. “Pretty sure it’s not the end of anyone’s—”

Joly cut him off with a single raised eyebrow. “Grantaire,” he said, a little grimly. “It’s the end of Grantaire’s world as he knows it.”

Bossuet’s brow furrowed. “I don’t think Grantaire even has a Twitter account.”

“He doesn’t,” Joly said. “Enjolras does.”

“Oh.” Bossuet was silent for a moment before his eyes widened. “Oh. Oh no.”

Joly nodded. “Pretty much,” he said, sounding equal parts grim and self-satisfied that he’d understood the implications of this latest development first.

“Do you think we should warn him?” Bossuet asked.

“Should?” Joly said thoughtfully. “I mean, probably. We are his friends, after all, and his boyfriend is about to lose his fucking mind at his ragescrolling being potentially indefinitely interrupted.”

Bossuet nodded slowly. “But we’re definitely not going to warn him, right?”

Joly grinned. “Of course not,” he said. “Where would be the fun in that?”