Hey what's up with you, Pikachu?
The Good Lady asked as she bustled into the lounge and saw me sitting at my laptop with a face that looked as if I had been eating the jellied eels again.
psss wsss weoooo...
I said in a tiny whisper.
What?! What are you mumbling about? Speak up for god's sake?!
The Good Lady said in a stern voice she usually saved for the hokey-pokey.
Steemit is forking on Friday, the new fork is called Hive and lots of people are all going to move over there.
I said miserably.
Hive? What? like our central heating?
She barked whilst fixing me with a narrowed left eye.
No, not the central heating, Steemit! It is moving to another platform called Hive!
I yelled a little belligerently.
Steemit? Moving to a different platform? Like, who gives a fuck? There's real shit going on in the world.
The Good Lady made a smumfing face and cocked a hand on her hip exasperatedly. She had never been a fan of the Steemi.
Well, everyone is going there.
I said in a small voice.
So. You go there too then. Boom. Problem solved.
The Good Lady shook her head as if it were some washing straight from the machine.
But it's not solved. See everyone will follow the shouty folk to Hive and then they will post about Hive and how amazing it is and how there are glad that they are finally decentralised and...
Decentralised? Why would anyone care about that? I thought it was a blogging site?
The Good Lady interrupted.
Oh my god, sshhhh!!
I leapt from my chair and dragged the Good Lady down to the floor, frantically looking from side to side.
You can't say that. If they hear you say that they will kill you.
I whispered urgently in her ear.
The Good Lady shook me off and stood up dusting herself down.
For goodness sake, isn't all this just a tad dramatic? If you want to go to this busy beehive then go. If you don't then don't.
She made to leave but I reached up and grabbed her hand.
You don't understand. I write stories. Funny stories. And I drink beer. That's it. But all the new place will be about is how good the new place is and how shit Steemit is. It will be Hive this, Hive that and little more. I worry that there won't be room for actual content that real people want to read..?
I tugged at her hand as if that would make her understand.
She pulled it away.
I think you are making a mountain out of a molehill. As I said, stay or go. It is as simple as that.
She turned and walked to the kitchen.
But if I stay they will call me a Commie and a Traitor?
I whispered.
But she was already out of earshot.
I shook my head.
And don't even get me started on the amount of Cross posting that will be going on by people not wanting to actually miss out on magic internet money!
Get the buzz and come to Hive
