"Twitter set to accept Musk's $43 billion offer."
So be it.
Congratulations on the Twitter board - it's not sarcastic. I can understand them if they think it is a perfect chance to 'exit' from a labyrinth.
Welcome, and good luck to Mr. Musk. I wish he would've read Yishan's tweets that I touched on in my last post.
P.S.: Oh, please don't block Tweetbot. (Or give us a more usable official app.)
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