Saturday
The first stage was denial. I tried ignoring Elon Musk’s pathetic, needy acquisition of Twitter. I was reassured by the view of Jason Furman, former chief economist to Barack Obama and a serious tweeter, that the takeover would “barely affect 97 per cent of the experience”.
A week in, I’ve moved on to stage two — anger, plus sadness. Sitting in a vegan B&B in Berwick-upon-Tweed (don’t ask), I realise that Musk might well ruin my digital life. Having installed himself as “chief twit”, he mocks the media and promotes a conspiracy theory about the violent attack on Nancy Pelosi’s husband. Uh-oh.
