At all turns and dives Rhetttwitter acts rhizomatic and removes itself from any form of terminology or encapsulation; it is acts as a form of Roko’s Basilisk, a virus, once one knows of Rhetttwitter they cannot escape, it is a terminal virus. You may not care about rhetttwitter, but it cares about you.
Or it doesn’t
Many members, founders and slaves of #rhetttwitter search and beg for the infamous manuscript Necrophysics, a mythical collaboration between the physicist Rhett Allain and Nick Land.
If you have to ask “What is Rhetttwitter?” you have already been infected. You’re in. Your cans of political Pepsi are now full of tic-ice-cubes, your Ligotti-esque meat-puppet strings are transferred to an self-conscious AI, all photos are filtered red, your image will slowly disintegrate; all of this is already too late of course. Enter into the vast cosmic cloud that has always loomed nearby, the techno-il y a. Any attempt to scrape the sizzled barcode of your arm is pointless, it will only grow larger. You dumb fucking memetic virus; actually, just let it go mate. or not, what?