I used to get paid to look at Twitter. I don’t mean that I didn’t want to do my job, and so I snuck peeks at the timeline when I was supposed to be collating print-outs or stacking boxes. I mean that my job duties formally included “looking at Twitter,” and that I drew a salaried wage from doing so. From the spring of 2014 through the summer of 2016, I was a staff writer for Pitchfork, where I was assigned to the news team. My daily responsibilities involved keeping up with Pitchfork’s various news aggregators and social media feeds, watching out for any breaking developments that might matter to our readers. The main way I did this was through a third-party service called TweetDeck, which no longer exists. TweetDeck was a subscription-based tool that allowed you to sort the accounts you followed into a series of individual feeds, and group them by theme. You could also log into multiple Twitter accounts, and keep track of everything on the same screen. Picture the falling lines of code in The Matrix , only every line of code is a tweet. That was TweetDeck. Every morning I’d sit down at my desk
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There’s a star man, waiting in the sky – by Jeremy Gordon

There’s a star man, waiting in the sky – by Jeremy Gordon