Sometimes malls are fun. Sometimes, they die. These days, our longtime social media hangout Twitter moulders somewhere between: Longtime anchor tenants have left, others carry “Everything must go!” banners, and the local boys who keep coming around neither expect nor fear adult supervision. The mannequins in the old department store stand naked. I have followed thousands of accounts on Twitter over the years, and while most of the profile pages are still there, many of the humans behind them are long gone. I don’t even know what I’m not seeing anymore.
Origen: Commentary: If Twitter finally dies, where do we find the smart people? – Los Angeles Times
