You know, I really should write more here. I won't. I have consolidated some things, and fragmented some others. We'll talk. I've just updated this post April 25th, as more things have been occurring.
The Big Bullshit:
If you were unaware, Twitter has taken it upon themselves to, as usual, be insufferable. I have had My Twitter account, @PhillySirDotCom for oven ten years. I have put out over 12,000 tweets, and have amassed some 1,400 followers, most of them folk I have interacted with professionally or personally. Folks who know Me or who follow Me are aware that My Twitter is an intimate look at My life: I am a lifestyle and professional Dominant. I share My personal life, My work projects, My struggles of all types. I also share info and photos on My work, My passion, and professional happenings. I use it to get into arguments with TERFs and to connect with content creators and answer direct questions. It is the platform where I have the largest reach, and is essential to communicating with the "outside world." My choice of handle was extremely intentional, and the specific content I chose to share was as well.
Two weeks ago, before a trip to NYC, I received a most charming message from the folk at Twitter, stating My account had been permanently suspended for, in their own words:
Now, it may come as a surprise to many, but I am a strong supporter of private corporations being able to enforce the rules that they set forth for the type of customer they want. That's fair. What I am not a strong supporter of is those rules being applied arbitrarily without any clear explanation. The profile image is the same I have used on every platform, from Google, to Facebook, to YouTube, to this very site: it is the same logo I have used for a decade, a stylized "SB" in black, on a grey wooden background with a red dot. Woohoo. Clearly, it must be in the profile header image. I found this strange: I had been asked to change My profile header image about a year ago, after about 6 years of it being the same, but we'll burn that bridge when we get to it. What licentious, obscene, absolutely deleterious smut was in My profile header that could have caused this permanent ban?
I wonder whether the position, the look, the T-shirt, or the whole vibe of My header is considered to be "intended to cause sexual arousal." Surely, one cannot say that the header for FHM is not worthy of another look? Or perhaps My usual eyeroll, DNA Magazine? Is the fact that it includes an image of two alternative men together the thing that cinches it?
Needless to say, I have appealed this already three times, and three times, Twitter has refused to change their position. In fact, part of the reason why it took Me so long to write this little update is because I am relentless in My appealing and Karen-level of annoyance, and have been sending friendly messages to staff for the past fourteen days. What a time to be alive. Feel free to tag My (now defunct) account, @PhillySirDotCom to let them know if you feel some way about that.
Do you know what happens when you lose access to your Twitter account? They erase everyone you followed and everyone who followed you, and every message. There is no record besides manually going through your own old tweets (on desktop only) and finding every person you interacted with. You are forbidden from reopening an account. But in a somewhat hilarious twist of fate, though I am forbidden to reopen an account, I am not forbidden to use the unused backup account I already have had since 2016, in preparation for a shutdown. So I suppose it's time you reroute your Twitter love to @PhillySirTweets for now.
I do not think there is a point of pride in not having caught COVID-19 in the past two years. Regardless, this is now irrelevant. After two years of near total isolation, one of My partners and I have caught the virus, and are now in isolation together for the next few days. We are both double-vaccinated and boosted, and luckily have mild symptoms only. The only "positive" to this is that I cannot be reinfected or transmit it to others for a couple of months. Due to My strict screenings and habits, I am very fortunate: I have not exposed any of My visitors to it, and do not have to reschedule/change things around much during My isolation. This is exactly why I do what I do: it protects others, as well as Myself. Hopefully, this is going to help Me get a lot of backlog out of the way.
Instagram is joining in on the "no fun" list, as it deemed the caption for the following (now removed) photograph was a credible threat of violence. Apparently, advertisements for Sweeney Todd are not credible threats of violence, but Me joking about useless sausage on pizza is a credible threat of castration. I don't know. You be the judge. They have warned Me I am on "thin ice," essentially. It's nice I get to warm up early for the upcoming era of EARN IT censorship that no-one is giving a shit about.
I keep wondering if I should have just not changed My original Twitter banner, which was flagged for the same reason almost a year ago. The banner in question was the banner I use on My Facebook and YouTube. So, the banner I use for the most kid-friendly platform on the internet was too spicy for Twitter, even though I kept My account filtered, which is why I changed it. Apparently, this image is somehow less erotic or offensive than the one above I replaced it with.
I've made three more videos and am completing two more. I have been quiet on these developments because I want to move forward with certain steps to protect My intellectual property and consolidate certain aspects of it fully under My control. I say this because I have just found copies of My content out in the wild, and I am an IP demon. Observant cookies will be able to find previews, images, and GIFs in various places. Since this seems confusing to some, I have little I can add except "please wait for individual updates on these videos."
In fact, observant cookies will also note that My website has gone through several minor updates, including the fact that I have straight up changed dungeon locations again, and have updated photos of the new, multi-room space. More will come soon.
My lower back has taken a turn for the disabled, and I now often have a cane I can beat you with at any time if you piss Me off. Enjoy the small things, it's what makes them fun. It simply adds to My jovial, warm, and congenial nature that I am so well-known and popular for.
That will have to do for now. Things have been in a constant flux of up and down. At times things go well, at times they go poorly. It's particularly interesting. I tend to have a lot to say, and not a lot of energy or space to say it. So I don't. And then randomly go on production rampages. So I suppose this is all a good thing? We shall see.