The Medium Mushroom Game

Ah, don’t you love being kept in the dark and fed ….

Hola, boys and girls, fellow writers, and AI prompters. It's time for another round of pondering about what our favorite platform down in San Fran is doing.

You know, that once beautiful city by the bay that has fallen into homelessnism, vandalism, and overallwtfisgoingonism.

Since I’m a fungi and fellow mushroom, I felt it was my duty in addition to picking up Finn’s duty.

Hey, Coach, what gives? Or has the well run dry, and because we are fungus, you’re not telling us yet?

At least for some of us, because some aren’t saying. I’m sure the word went out within the “deep state” of Medium’s star writers and Boost nominators,

“Hey, fellow chosen ones, keep this money thing under your hat; we wouldn’t want the natives to get restless.”

Okay, down to brass tacks or the nitty gritty because I’m the King of idioms and odd sayings. By the way, that recent award was received from an unknown entity in Timbuktu, or was that three? I don’t recall.

Since the powers that be have already shared with us that our cliff-diving earnings after September 25th (how come mine tanked before that?) would be retrieved from those lowly, greedy, bottom-feeding, pajama-clad, basement-dwelling hacker parasites and returned to us in late October, should we now reasonably ask, what about this month-to-date?

My numbers, just numbers, don’t have a conniption fit.

I averaged over $3.13 per day in June and July. At that time, I had less than 1,500 followers (I know, not readers, allow me the reference).

October through the 13th, with 4.5K followers and 11.5K views over thirty days, $3.74 per day. No reduction in postings. A gain of $.61 per day with 3K more “followers.” Do you understand my reference now?

Stop worrying about or chasing followers. It’s readers you want, and loyal ones at that. Continue to cultivate your garden for those.

I’m blessed to have mine. Yes, those of you reading this. Thank you.

In closing, my hat is off to fellow ranters, probers, questioners, and overall pokers and prodders of the system we all live under; hence, there is a fungus among us, in this case, over us.

Medium, your accidental or self-imposed silence is deafening and frustrating. Sure, you’ve eked out a couple of press releases. But, I’m sorry to say, more queries and curiosities have sprung from them than answers.

So, until you decide to come clean, or if you even will, your loyal, underfed, in-the-dark crop of mushrooms continually looks to the West for feeding, and of course, a little light wouldn’t hurt either.

Thanks for reading, dear friends.

Carlo Zenoand Robin Wilding 💎, keep the heat turned up. Thanks.

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