The closest “his problems” have to do with me is I’m sick of hearing every other human on earth be obsessed with him, love him or hate him they can’t not talk about him. I’ve never had a twitter, I’ve never had a Tesla, I’ve never ridden a Spacex rocket, I’m sick of hearing about it.

I do like cool octopi though, but I can’t even escape hearing about him even on a post about cool octopi. I’ve probably been boycotting twitter longer than you crusaders by virtue of literally never signing up for one, and yet I’m granted no respite from the crusade that can’t just let people enjoy things because “it was posted in the wrong neighborhood to the wrong website god knows how long ago, gotta evangelize my disdain for some rich african schmuck!”

Sure criticize him for his posts because of his main acct, ok, and I’m then to assume this is Elon posting directly through one of his known alts, that’s how he’s at all relevant to this cool ass octopus? If so, sure, my mistake. If not, I’m still of the opinion both that he’s not relevant, and that said irrelevance might be the cause of some of them there downvotes, to bring it back to my original hypothesis.

Anger nothing, annoyance at best, like an overplayed song you never even liked that you’re sick of hearing again. He takes up none of my life, if all of a sudden everyone just stopped constantly playing the song I’d forget it existed in a week. It takes more of my life having to see yet another post praising or hating or even just fucking acknowledging him, and even that only takes a little bit of joy as I’m reminded I can’t do fucking anything without someone referencing him every 45min.

To be clear this is the same exact feeling I have everytime I hear Tommy Twotone’s 867-5309 playing in some store, it’s enough with that shit already!