Listen, I'm not a developer, or active in the nitty-gritty of the tech world (although I find it entertaining to follow). Still, listen to how your post sounds: 1) As long as I acknowledge what "self-indulgent wankery" it is to write a post like the one I'm about to write, it's ok: I've moved to block my own ego by demonstrating awareness of it. 2) Hey, I'm no big thing: I didn't make that much money with my Twitter client. But I directed HUNDREDS OF THOUSANDS of users to you, Twitter! I even helped bring free speech to a Chinese dissident! Not being egotistical here or anything... 3) ... and I realize you have to make money, Twitter: you're a business, not a charity. But man are your solutions stupid, unimaginative, annoying, and - hey! - you're cutting out the client I developed for your service! I don't have any suggestions for your predicament, but why d'you have to be so mean to ME? Don't you see I helped a Chinese dissident?! 4) It's over, Twitter! I've packed my bags. You treated me, someone who helped MAKE you, like a third-class citizen. So BYE. I've also written a blog post... ...which will become the next site for an angry techie-developer circle-jerk, at the last moment of which we'll uniformly turn towards Twitter and expel our liquid disdain in its direction. People build their houses on top of a property that isn't theirs, then scream that their 'livelihoods' are being threatened when the landowner — who's remained silent, even gently encouraging up to that point — decides he needs to sell it, since he's going broke. "Hey, I'm going broke, and I'm gonna sell this land. You lot need to clear out. This is going to become a celebrity retreat, where their fans will hold circle jerks around 140-word poems scrawled by the celebrities on wet napkins, many many times a day. The money it'll make by advertising to these fans—" "But I built this house with my BARE HANDS!" Yes, Twitter's transfigured into a plain-faced corporate entity, with all the typical concerns of one. It's rather odd, though, that anyone would build their livelihood atop the charity of a thing like that. Did not one of you see this coming? Still, what would the tech world be if it couldn't hold navel-gazing circle-jerks atop soapboxes formed by piles of soon-to-be or already obsolete: mobile phones; all-in-one PC monitors; keyboards; and the wooden furniture from light-filled electronics retail stores? TechCrunch and ReadWriteWeb would collapse in week!