A lot of people are reacting without actually reading or understanding how Terms of Service have worked for years.
Granting a license to use content for hosting, displaying, or training systems does not mean losing ownership, giving up authorship, or waiving legal rights.
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The panic comes from confusing:
•license ≠ ownership
•training ≠ copying
•technical use ≠ theft
Read the text. Compare it with previous ToS. Then react.
Once again: moral panic fueled by not reading.
License ≠ expropriation.
Training ≠ plagiarism.
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(10/🧵)
Uncomfortable conclusion:
Art isn’t dying.
It’s filtering.
And those leaving over a button
aren’t martyrs,
aren’t resistance,
aren’t vanguard.
They were noise.
End of thread.
(1/🧵)
Another wave of “artists” announcing their dramatic farewell because a button called “Edit Image” appeared.
A button.
Optional.
That no one is forced to use.
And suddenly: “Art is dead.”
This isn’t resistance. It’s performative hysteria.
(9/🧵)
This isn’t about Musk.
It isn’t about X.
It isn’t about a button.
It’s about a generation that mistook visibility for value—
and now panics when the stage changes.
Art that matters survives contempt, not comfort.
(10/🧵)
Conclusión incómoda:
El arte no está muriendo.
Está filtrando.
Y los que se van por un botón
no eran mártires,
no eran resistencia,
no eran vanguardia.
Eran ruido.
Fin del hilo.
(1/🧵)
Otra oleada de “artistas” anunciando su dramática retirada porque apareció un botón llamado “Edit Image”.
Un botón. Opcional. Que no te obliga a nada.
Y con eso ya decretaron la muerte del arte.
Esto no es resistencia: es histeria performativa.
(9/🧵)
Esto no va de Musk, ni de X, ni de botones.
Va de una generación que confundió visibilidad con valor
y ahora entra en pánico cuando el escenario cambia.
El arte que vale la pena sobrevive al desprecio, no aplaude su propia fragilidad.