Medium Dug Its Own Grave And Substack Is Dancing On It
Alternative headline: Medium is dead (and we all know it)
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It’s not 2019 anymore. The sweet teens are over. Medium is dead.
Who needs social blogging anyway?
We’re not social. We are writers. We prefer a big black box of solitude where nobody will ever find us. You know, like WordPress blogging. The good old days.
Medium…
This community-driven platform was always meant to fail.
I mean, paying writers without selling their soul to and through ads.
Ridiculous.
Who needs that? Not me. Not you. Certainly not Google.
Here’s Medium's downfall in listicle form:
First of all, listicles are evil. Obviously. Medium is full of them.
The algorithm hates us all. And especially writers. They’re the worst.
Elon is going to buy this place next anyway. Because free speech… duh.
Writing on the go?! Totally overrated. This smartphone thing is just a phase. Like feminism. Or veganism. Or abortions. I blame those damn millennials.
Lastly, $5 a month to read tens of thousands of s…
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