Bluesky’s vibe is like trying to vibe at a karaoke night where no one brought the microphone

Bluesky is like a mall food court without the food or the court.

Bluesky: Come for the promise of a Twitter alternative, stay for the eerie silence.

Bluesky: Come for the promise of a Twitter alternative, stay for the eerie silence.

Logging into Bluesky feels like showing up to a party that ended three hours ago

Bluesky is like off-brand cereal: the same idea, but you know it’s not the real thing.

Bluesky is what happens when you copy someone’s homework but forget the part where they actually got it right.

Bluesky feels like the Walmart version of Twitter—no one really wants to be here, but somehow it’s shoved down our throats anyway.

Bluesky feels like the Walmart version of Twitter—no one really wants to be here, but somehow it’s shoved down our throats anyway.