A review by lkedzie
Character Limit by Kate Conger, Ryan Mac

dark informative reflective sad medium-paced

3.0

Some men will destroy the third pillar of governance rather than go to therapy.

This book is the narrative of the purchase of the Website Formerly Known as Twitter by E. Musk. It includes more than that, specifically into the history of tWFKaT and Musk's initial period of control over the site. It starts as solid business history, then veers away. Some of that is necessary by the virtue of when the book is written. The end, and so by extension, the beginning is arbitrary in the sense that this feels like an ongoing story, so as the text shifts to the more recent tWFKaT gossip it reads as a burn book or tell-all.

J. Dorsey, one of the founders of tWFKaT, is the surprise anthologist of the piece. J.D. and E.M. each act in ways fitting to parody rather than reality, but at least Emmuy has the place of mind to act the Bond villian as opposed to JDo, who is an anime villian from one of those shows that starts off all robots and swordplay but swings into sophomore philosophy.

The biggest take from the book is that, in light of EM's current ?career? ?!?shift?!?, is this dude definitely thinks that he is Archilochus' hedgehog, possessed of One Good Trick and a monomaniacal end goal. But the end, in comparison to the blood and treasure spent it is pursuit, has only the most moderate of success. Yes, I write that even on his status now of Czar Czar. As such, more than a lesson or clever source of information, the whole thing feels like a drinking game for contemporary U.S. politics: take a shot whenever Mr. M. does the same thing again.

The highlight of the book are all the outlandish stories. Again, the choice of doing this now presents certain problems, namely that a lot of things are semi-anonymous and there is some to none participation from the principals. But the receipts are there, and the outlandishness is often the point. If nothing else, I will be thinking about the saga of Esther Crawford for some time. But I did, surprisingly, find myself wishing that this was more of the book it started off as, a much more solid and technical story of a corporation and a purchase of it.

Billed as a devastating piece of investigation reporting, at the end, I ended up feeling sad, sympathetic to Musk's self-built prison. Not in a redemptive or exculpatory way, but in the way that