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“My Followers Said No!!!!😤🍼😩”

I’ve gotten to know you by your own curious actions.

It’s been four months since you and I first interacted on that January night where minutes after engaging with you, my account got quickly suspended and you then, oddly, raced to delete your part of our conversation.

And it was during that very conversation, Hayden Clarkin, where you had asked me for coffee, not the other way around. What a curious game now to claim it was my idea: it was yours.

And I emailed you back in April, a month ago, and subsequently wrote this post about you because you had tweeted about me and then deleted it.

I was curious, Hayden: that’s why I wrote my email to you and then my post about you. Curiosity.

And you keep mentioning me. You won’t email me back but you keep bringing me up on social media.

So I remain curious: I wonder if my curiosity is too much for you to understand as you’d rather talk, safely and comfortably, to your followers, rather than to me directly.

And sure, absolutely: no one in yimby circles has ever heard of me; I remain completely inconsequential to all of them, all of you, and I bet to everyone else in the world at large.

So, again, highly weird flex for you to then keep bringing me up. (“Hey, who ~*is*~ that nobody?!?!?!?😤🍼😫”)

But, then again, those are your actions.

I mean, unless you end up deleting your tweets (or your whole timeline, ooops! I mean, why *do* people keep picking on you?).

But deleting tweets is yet another action, isn’t it? Another curious action.

I know now you would never meet me for coffee: you never meant your offer back in January.

You never responded to my email. You’ll talk about me publicly, for attention, but you won’t speak to me directly.

That’s who you are.

Your actions show who you are.

Not on Hayseed’s watch (“😤🍼😫”)

Your dishonesty shows who you are.

Lol they’re two completely different places, Flailden lol

Again, I have gotten to know you by your own very curious actions: we all have.

We’ve witnessed you deleting hundreds of tweets.

Especially after you get called out.

We saw you then delete your entire timeline.

“This Tweet was deleted by the Tweet author”

You even made your own website private.

Guess it’s a bad look to be caught whining about expiring covid rent specials in Long Island City luxury glass towers when one is founding chief executive officer of one’s own profitable nonprofit.

That’ll rattle someone into professional website privacy and a tweet delete fest, amirite?

But, curiously enough, my public website still provides link access to your 25-page portfolio and your nonprofit-CEO resume.

I mean, just in case anyone else remains curious about you.

Tell us you’re an ignorant, spoiled transplant without telling us you’re an ignorant spoiled transplant, FadeIn 👋
Transden Plantkin
“coffee😤🍼😫”

🚩

(uhoh someone else is about to lose their Twitter account)
We see you, FakeDen👋
“I don’t follow anyone back but I’m ~*obsessed*~ with my follower account (more than, like, with a loved one’s alleged ‘health issues’!!!!!!😤🍼😫”

Premature Cougjaculation

I mean, I see where tashcoug was going with all this.

“a ~*~*short*~*~ list!!!!😤🍼😫”

She wanted to demonstrate that yimbys are not all white men.

And I wonder if she had expected some landslide response with dozens of pics of nonwhite and/or nonmale yimbys.

She has made her account private for the meantime (because “😤🍼😫”) yet it’s still easy to see how tashcoug nonetheless stumbled miserably here.

Because what resulted instead was pics showing less than ten such yimby individuals.

Even sloppy Laura Foote tried to help out but then ended up only yelping for assistance in thinking of moar names because she, wait for it, couldn’t think of anyone else.

“help me ~*think*~!!!!!!!!!😤🍼😫”
“I almost went to the hospital!!!!😤🍼😫”
(white women for white women [“😤🍼😩”])

I mean, the_watcher tried, too, last year.

They had promised “hundreds of tweets😤🍼😫” (gosh that sounds familiar) documenting perchance hundreds of diverse yimbys but then only produced photos of less than 20 people.

The truth about privileged white male yimby screams louder than any 10 selfies or 20 stock photos as that very truth hollers through these images: the overall representation of this group remains literally self-evident and any attempts to display otherwise fall woefully flat and end up backfiring on all of you.

While the rest of us watch.

(Plus: you *rent* all of your clothes(?!) and describe independent American homeowners as a “cartel😤🍼😫”)

Maybe you yimbette gals just can’t help but confirm your critics as right because we still only see so many white men and so very few of you.


Not “erasing:” just pointing out how few women, nonbinary, trans and poc there are in yimby

because that’s, like, the truth👋
why thoa?
(🙊)
Ah yes, a fully realized vin blanc, with bold shades of Nolan, Carr and Thomas (plus is that a peppery hint of Smith coyly sprinkled in?)

A fine yimby specimen: sparkling uniform white and clean (“😤🍼😫”)
“women are nimbys men are yimbys I never know what I’m yapping about, proof my intelligence is fake😤🍼😫”

Hayden Clarkin Ignorin

Hayden Clarkin, aka The Transit Guy (🔒) and The Transit Kingg, is the last person with whom I had interacted the night (early morning) my account was suspended.

Hayden tweeted about me yesterday but then quickly deleted what he had posted, too fast for me to grab a screenshot, just like he had immediately deleted all his tweets in the conversation he had been having with me on the morning of January 9, 2022, which has always seemed suspicious to me. It was 2:30am when the suspension occurred and this guy was instantly trying to scrub away any record which could be connected to him.

Deleting a tweet doesn’t delete the conversation, even one with a now suspended account.

And you’d think it would be yimby bragging rights to have interacted with such a reviled racist and homophobe as me right before my infamous and oft-reported account got suspended.

But instead, right after my accounts were locked, Hayden had deleted all his tweets with me.

Within five minutes.

He was right on top of it.

At 2:30 in the morning.

Hmmmm.

So when I saw him mentioning me in that now deleted tweet of his from yesterday, something about how he had wished I was “still here” to witness something he had wanted me to be aware of, my curiosity propelled me to email him.

Hayden had suggested that early morning back in January that he and I, as residents of Long Island City, get together over a cup of coffee to discuss our differences (always a good idea) so my email to him was to follow up on that suggestion.

👋

He has yet to reply.

While I wait, here are screenshots from that final conversation, thanks to increased functionality which keeps sprouting up on my suspended account:

Hayden had cried in one of his quickly deleted tweets that he was merely a “part time CEO” of the nonprofit he had founded and was thus deeply struggling to pay his monthly rent of “thousands of dollars,” poor beleaguered angel
Hayden had told me I was “quite disgusting”

He had tweeted about me yesterday and now he’s ignoring my email.

Seems like Hayden’s hiding from me.

I wonder why….

why thoa?🥺😭

https://twitter.com/the_transit_guy/status/1512139454852612097?s=20&t=WiQ06vRNLBDfMYJJQBE5Uw Huh, why’d you delete this tweet, Hayduhn?

https://twitter.com/the_transit_guy/status/1512859484883931138?s=20&t=08omjiN8L11nM6HSXzcHQg Or, like, this one, too?

Whykin, ClarkfinSharkthin?
(who’s gonna tell yim?🙊)
(🙊)
👋
Always and ever

Weird flex to delete your entire timeline, Hayden Clarkin, (something I said?😬) but do go off.

Gosh, I do miss the Elvis pic but this one kinda slaps too, kingden kingkin🥺😭

Oh wow and your website with your 25-page portfolio and expansive nonprofit CEO résumé are now private? Huh. Tough to be the king, I guess.

(🙊)
Hard up Clarkin: we see you👋
“Next May, I will need a roomie!!! In my luxury tower studio!!!🥺😭”
“Gruel fannie is gonna be pissed!!!!!!😤🍼😫”
“dictate respinse😤🍼😫”

(one month later😐)
“I’ll need to move in a year, though!!! Haaaalllllpppp!!!!!😤🍼😫”