Does this mean we can pack our views and ship them off to social media utopia? It is possible, if Mastodon were not harder to decipher than the facial expressions of Lord Morpheus in the TV adaptation of Sandman (its author Neil Gaiman is on Mastodon too).
Once upon a time, God ate a pineapple pizza and thought it was good. This is not a pious foray into the contentious realm of Hawaiian offerings, but rather a regular musing by God Pod, the wisecracking comedy-satire account that dispenses “divine wisdom” on Facebook and, more recently, Mastodon. The latter, a Berlin-based social network named after the extinct tusked animal, has emerged as the next best microblogging alternative after free speech absolutist Elon Musk, who closed his US$44 billion (RM198.37 billion) blockbuster deal to own Twitter, went on a firing frenzy and scattered hints that spell a return for Donald Trump.
At Mastodon, which does not operate under the watchful eye of a demagogical billionaire, you can perform the unthinkable: Assume full autonomy and decision-making power on how the platform functions and safely evangelise the abomination (or, as some say, delicacy) of a fruit-topped pizza without being condemned.
